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“Yeah, one a mi fren,” she replies, helping me take out the babies.

“Ohh,” I say, brushing it off casually. But the moment we walk inside, my eyes land on Anna. Wait… what?

“How yuh never tell me a Anna?” I ask Suzanne, a teasing smile creeping on my face. She just grins and heads to her room with the babies. I glance back at Anna. She’s in a pink silk robe, her hair in a swoop ponytail.

A few moments later, Suzanne returns, also wearing a pink silk robe.

Hmm…

“My niece and nephew are asleep,” she says with a sweet smile. I nod, but my attention is still stuck on Anna.

“Why unuh a m—” Before I can finish the question, Rick’s girlfriend, also dressed like them hands me a white bridal lingerie set.

“Oh my God,” I gasp, covering my mouth. “It’s a surpris—”

“Yesss a surprise bridal shower!” Anna announces, stepping out with a champagne glass in her hand. That’s when I notice the robes.Team Bride.My smile widens instantly.

“Listen… mi cya even find the words fi thank unuh,” I say, heart full, mind racing.

“Girl, you deserve this! And even though we planned it, your man sponsored it,” Anna tells me proudly.Damn. My man deserves a blowjob.

“The decorations and the gifts dem inna my room,” Suzanne adds, and just then I spot a veil in her hand.

This just keeps getting better…

Anna and Lee wrap their arms around me, pulling me along.

But the second I step inside the room, I freeze. “It’s… beautiful,” I whisper, eyes soaking in everything. Bride-to-be foil balloons. Cards marked Matron of Honor and Bridesmaid. The room is flooded with love.

I had chosen Sash, Anna, and Lee to be my bridesmaids, and Suzanne as my matron of honor since she’s already married.

But clearly, Sash couldn’t make it… and honestly, this wouldn’t have worked with her here.

She and Anna woulda mash dung the place over Gutta.

I hug and kiss them all, laughing, smiling, I feel so happy. There are gifts everywhere, but first, I need to shower. I have a photoshoot soon. Suzanne told me ten minutes ago that the photographer was on his way.

“Mi soon come,” I say, grabbing my toiletries. Once I’m fresh out the shower, I slip into the white bridal lingerie, strap on my heels, and let Lee beat my face to perfection.

When I join the girls, they’re in a frenzy.

“Zara pretty enuh,” Lee beams, doing my final touch-ups.

“Listen, Nickoi hit the jackpot,” Zanne grins. My cheeks hurt from smiling.

“Watch sexy. Watch pretty face,” Anna chimes in, and I burst out laughing.

Even the photographer chuckles.

Oh shoot—

Mi totally forget seh the camera deh in front of me.

I cross my legs and gaze into the lens. Zanne bends down to adjust the skirt. The dramatic, voluminous fabric flows into layers of soft, fluffy ruffles, creating a whimsical, fairy-tale look that resembles a billowing cloud. It’s literally so dreamy.

After that they join me, we make TikToks, each of my bridesmaids waving a fan with Nickoi’s face carved on it. Then I get into the official photoshoot. The guy is

super patient and so good at his job.Damn.