Chapter 84

June's POV

“Are you okay?” Del asked me. She was fucking gorgeous in her lace wedding dress, and glowing with happiness despite the messy platinum bun on her head and the slight smearing of makeup beneath her eyes.

Was I okay?

It crossed my mind to lie. To put on a face, and act like I was happy too, like my life was perfect. I’d started traveling in an attempt to find myself, and now… now, I felt like I’d lost whatever shreds of myself I’d once known.

“No,” I said honestly.

Then, I lifted the glass of root beer in front of me and swallowed the entire contents. My face contorted when I’d managed to get it all down. “Seriously, this is not wedding-appropriate shit.” I shook the empty glass toward my best friend.

“Why don’t I get you something more appropriate, then?” a sexy, growly voice behind me drawled.

My back stiffened.

Men.

Ugh, they were always popping up at the absolute worst moment.

“Do I need to grab my pepper spra