Layla Jenner | Bachelorette Pt1

“Tradition,” Sloane said, unbothered.

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He didn’t ask who. He just smiled. “Take your time.” “Tradition,” Sloane said, unbothered

She wiped a tear. “Yeah. Just saying goodbye to someone.” He didn’t ask who

It wasn’t the destination (a rented glass mansion in the Hudson Valley). It wasn’t the dress code (sequins encouraged, sanity optional). It was the quiet, terrifying weight of the word last . Last night as a “miss.” Last chance to pretend she wasn’t about to merge her Netflix account permanently.

“I’m afraid,” Layla admitted on her third tequila sunrise, “that I’ll miss the chaos. That marriage will feel like a beautifully decorated cage.”

At 2 a.m., wearing a disco-ball headband and no shoes, Layla FaceTimed her fiancé, Marcus. He answered in pajamas, half-asleep, holding their cat.