Page 61 of Faking Mr. Right


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But God, I missed him.

“Surprise!” Emily burst into my room one random Saturday morning. Grace followed and Mom behind her. Grace’s kids were there too, both holding balloons that said, “Congratulations!”

“What the–” I blinked the sleep from my eyes and tried to figure out what was going on. It wasn’t my birthday. I picked up my phone and checked the time. “It’s eight in the morning, Em–”

“Yes! But we have a big day ahead of us, and we need to get you ready, sleepy head.”

“Ready for what?”

Emily pulled the cover off me; thankfully I was decent. Sometimes I slept in only a shirt.

“Your engagement party!” they all shouted at once.

“My what?”

“Your engagement party, silly!”

My brain wasn’t working at full capacity, and I was confused.

“You know, your engagement with Levi?” Emily said with a weird smile.

“Yes, I know about that,” I lied, because truthfully, I had forgotten we were supposed to be engaged for the moment. “But you said there was a party. I don’t recall planning a party.”

“That’s because it’s a surprise, silly,” Emily announced. “Now get up and look pretty for your fiancé. We have a big day planned!”

Emily, with the help of my niece and nephew, took my hands and tried to pull me from the bed. “Alright, alright, I’m getting up,” I said with a laugh. “But I need to change!”

“Yes, of course,” Emily said. “Everyone out and let the party girl get dressed.”

She helped nudge the little ones out as my mom protested that she could stay and help me pick out my outfit. Emily said, “Don’t worry, we have that under control.”

She shut the door but remained on my side of it.

“Umm, I could use some privacy,” I said.

“Please, we change in front of each other all the time, and besides, I have another surprise for you!” She pointed at the bag she had dropped near the door. She reached inside and pulled out a blush pink cocktail dress. Layers of tulle poofed around the hip section.

“I’m not wearing that.”

“Oh come on, Anna. You will look soooo pretty. I told everyone it would be cocktail attire.”

“Really?” I sighed. “And who is everyone?”

“Everyone! As in, all your old friends from school, our extended family, friends and family of Levi…”

“How did you plan this and keep it a secret from us both?”

Emily smiled and shrugged. “I’m just that good, sis. Now please, get dressed, we don’t have much time! We have to be at the venue by nine.”

She thrust the dress into my hands, and I contemplated arguing some more, but I had to admit it was pretty. Not my style, a little fancier than something I’d pick out for myself, but if it made my sister happy… and it might be nice to feel fancy for a day.

“Alright. It’s a good thing I showered before bed or I’d be stinky all day,” I said and quickly changed into the dress.

Em pulled out some blush, heeled sandals and accessories to match. She had this all planned out.

“Can we say control freak?”

Emily just smirked. She didn’t deny it. She got that part of her personality from our dad, certainly.

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