Rose POV

“Another limo? Was this necessary?” I asked Mary with my hands on my hips.

Mary, Becca, Emily, and Carol were smiling up at me from inside of a white stretch limo. I was standing on the sidewalk and this moment weirdly reminded me of the night of my bachelorette party. The only differences were I was in jeans this time and Heather wasn’t standing next to me.

Becca laughed and grabbed my hand, pulling me ...