SAMANTHA'S POV
"You are driving yourself out; does West know you are going out? You know how overprotective your fiancé can be?" Lily says with her eyes still glued to the magazine.
"I am just going to see Stacy and Alice; they are my..." I always find it hard to categorize these girls. "We are acquainted from my former neighborhood. They want to help me shop for nice stuff to look hot on my honeymoon."
She finally lifts her face from the magazine, a smile tugging the corners of her lips. "Your stomach is protruding, and you want to look hot on your honeymoon?"
"Girl power, okay? Be positive. Besides, the wedding is not happening tomorrow or the day after my delivery; it's two fucking months after my delivery. I will hit the gym." I move closer to her and peek into the magazine. "You have been searching magazines and magazines for the past eight months now; it's not your wedding, sister."
"This is going to be the biggest wedding that Indonesia has ever seen, trust West for that
