Soon after Auntie left, and I was left alone with my thoughts once again. Despite what I said to reassure Auntie, I had no intention to talk to Hayden about anything. If he didn’t want to get involved, then I wouldn’t force him. I looked down at the business card that Auntie had given to me as I made up my mind to just leave everything to the organizers.
I wasn’t a picky person and if Hayden didn’t want to have a say in anything, then I might as well just completely outsource my problems. The organizer can help pick my wedding dress as well for all that I cared. The only request is for it to have no lace or laces that doesn’t make my skin itch when I start to sweat.
With that decided, I put the business card away with the intention to call the woman first thing early tomorrow morning. Suddenly, the door to my living room opened with a loud bang. No knocking before entering. It’s got to be Hayden and no one else.
