Bonus 10: Two Days Before


    It was two days before my wedding. The house was quiet, a lull of calmness in the storm of


    preparation. I was at home that evening, half lost in the endless list ofst-minute arrangements and


    half lost in daydreams. Enzo was out, running some errands.


    I didn’t expect anything out of the ordinary. But as it turned out, I was in for a huge surprise.


    A knock echoed through the house, the sudden sound pulling me from my musings. I opened the door


    to find Jessica and Lori grinning mischievously.


    “Hey, guys,” I said, opening the door a little wider. “I wasn’t expecting you-”


    “Grab her!” Jessica shouted.


    Before I could react, Lori grabbed me by both arms. A bridal sash was thrown over me, a tiara was


    plunked on my head, and I was unceremoniously dragged out of my house.


    I nced over my shoulder, certain that Enzo woulde home and think that I was kidnapped. And


    technically, I supposed that I was kidnapped.


    “Wait, what’s going on?” I stammered as they pulled me into a car,ughing at my confused state.


    “You’ll see.” Jessica winked as Lori began to drive down the road.


    It wasn’t long before we were pulling into town. My confusion quickly dissolved into shock and then


    bloomed into delight as we parked alongside the local club. Lori and Jessica put their hands over my


    eyes and guided me inside, where they pulled their hands away and shouted, “Surprise!”


    There, amidst a sea of familiar faces was arge sign that read, ‘Nina’s Bachelorette!’


    “You guys!” I eximed, whirling around to face Lori and Jessica.” What’s all this?!”


    “What do you think, dummy?” Lori teased, punching me in the arm. “Your wedding is in two days.


    Obviously you have to get piss drunk and dance the night away before Enzo steals you from us.


    Before I knew it, a strong drink was shoved in my hand and I was pushed unceremoniously into the


    throng of familiar faces. Alongside Lori and Jessica, I recognized several ssmates who I was


    acquaintances with.


    “Come on, Nina!” Jessica hollered over the loud music, taking my hand and twirling me around.


    Iughed, letting myself be swept away, by the rhythm, my feet moving almost on their own. My tiara


    twinkled under the neon lights, a beacon of my soon-to -be-married status.


    The DJ dropped a crowd favorite, and a cheer erupted around us. The atmosphere was electric, a


    palpable energy that coursed through everyone, uniting us in our shared revelry. We formed a circle,


    each of us taking turns to step into the center, showing off our most ridiculous dance moves amidst


    laughter and cheers.


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    Mnia, the newest addition to our group, was there without Luke; I felt oddly transfixed by her


    ethereal beauty as she swayed on the dance floor, moving and gyrating in sync to the music like a


    flower swaying in the breeze.


    The night transformed into a blur of dancing,ughter, and well-wishes. I found myself lost in the


    rhythm, soaking in the happiness that radiated from everyone. But, in the midst of it all, I felt a tap on


    my shoulder.


    I turned around to see Enzo, a look of surprise mirroring my own.


    “Enzo?” I asked, my voice barely audible over the loud music. “What are you doing here?”


    “I could ask the same question,” he shouted back, grinning with a drink in his hand. “Did you get


    dragged here against your will, too?”


    I nodded. Just then, the hockey team, including Matt and Luke, suddenly appeared out of the crowd.


    Our two respective parties practically froze in surprise. Jessica stomped up to Matt, jabbing her finger


    into his chest.


    “I told you we were having the bachelorette party here!” she shouted.


    “You were supposed to go somewhere else!”Matt, however, shot her a confused look. “I thought you


    said that you weren’t having it here!”


    Enzo and I watched, unable to control ourughter as Jessica and Matt bickered. It wasn’t long,


    however, before Mnia eventually found Luke and pulled him back toward the dance floor. I watched


    with a grin as his head disappeared into the crowd, and I did the same with Enzo.


    Before we knew it, both parties had converged on the dance floor.


    Ourughter melded into the thumping music. The night took an unexpected turn, our separate parties


    merging into one epic celebration. Friends from both sides joined in the revelry, the club reverberating


    with the amplified cheer of ourbined groups.


    The rest of the night was a whirlwind of music,ughter, and non-stop dancing. Our friends formed a


    raucous conga line, weaving through the club with Enzo and I at the helm. Drinks flowed freely, toasts


    were made, and stories were shared.


    At one point, Enzo pulled me aside. He led me over to the bar for a refill on our drinks, the contents of


    which had sloshed out onto the floor more than they had actually wound up in our bellies.


    Taking a breather from the dancing, Enzo leaned on the counter and held up two fingers to the


    bartender, who nodded. I didn’t even know which drinks the bartender would bring us next; I just knew


    that he would bring two of them..


    “Did you ever imagine our bachelor and bachelorette partiesbining?” Enzo asked as he looked


    over at me, his eyes twinkling with mirth and his face red from abination of the alcohol and 317 the


    dancing.


    “I didn’t even know I was having a bachelorette party until an hour ago!” Iughed, leaning against his


    shoulder. 1 tucked a stray strand of sweaty hair behind my ear and let out a peaceful sigh.


    Hisughter rang out, adding to the symphony of joy that filled the room. ” Well, this is definitely a night


    to remember.”


    A few momentster, the bartender brought us our two mystery drinks. Enzo handed mine to me, then


    we clinked our stic cups together and took a big gulp.


    “Mmm,” I said, grimacing as I swallowed the bitter yet also somehow sickly sweet vor of vodka and


    cranberry juice. “Tastes like shit.”


    Enzo chuckled. “Yeah,” he said. “See why I prefer wine?”As the night wore on, the energy never


    waned. We danced until our feet ached,ughed until our sides hurt, and celebrated like there was no


    tomorrow. The surprise had turned into an unexpected delight, a night filled with memories we’d cherish


    forever.


    Finally, as the music died down and the first light of dawn peeked through the windows, we all stumbled


    home.


    Tired, but exhrated, we all said our goodbyes, promises to see each other at the wedding echoing in


    the cool morning air before Enzo and I practically fell into the back of the Uber that was waiting to take


    us back to our house.


    And as I fell into bed just as the sun began to rise, Enzo’s arm wrapped itself snugly around me. I


    couldn’t help but think of how truly magical the night had been.


    I closed my eyes, a smile on my face, knowing that tomorrow would be another day filled with love,


    laughter, and unforgettable memories. And after that…


    We would finally be married.