The Bride

** Harper **

[ Ten months later ]

"Seriously, I have never seen a bride as chill as you in my entire life." Chelsea stared expressionlessly into the mirror in front of her as the hair stylist worked on her braid, though it was more than obvious who she was talking to. "I mean, you're getting married in less than four hours! And you're still in the mood to check your phone all the time!"

Harper looked up from her phone, returning a sheepish smile to her maid of honor. "Well, I don't have anything else to do right now, since I'm the last to go for hair and makeup … And I'll just get anxious if I simply sit here and keep thinking about the ceremony anyway."

Chelsea rolled her eyes. "I can't believe Eli let you complete your web novel the night before your wedding. That's straight up asking for distractions. Your readers better be leaving you the sweetest and nicest comments there are in the world."

Harper chuckled.