Missax - Layla Jenner - Bachelorette -

Layla forced a smile and rejoined the circle. Five of her closest friends, all in silk pajamas, all cheering for the final night of her “freedom.”

“What?” Layla laughed nervously.

“Close your eyes,” Layla whispered.

“Your friends hired an ‘ex to ruin the bachelorette’ for a prank,” Rielle said, holding up a glitter envelope. “They don’t know who I really am to you. But I think it’s time you told them the truth.” missax - layla jenner - bachelorette

“Maybe not,” Rielle replied, lifting a hand to tuck a strand of hair behind Layla’s ear. “But you called me last month. Three a.m. You don’t remember?” Layla forced a smile and rejoined the circle

“Just for one night,” Chloe teased. “Pretend you’re not marrying Marcus. Pretend you’re still you .” “Your friends hired an ‘ex to ruin the

Before Layla could answer, the doorbell rang. Odd—the hotel suite was supposed to be locked down. Chloe exchanged a look with the others, then grinned. “Don’t be mad. We got you a… surprise.”