Missax - Layla Jenner - Bachelorette ((exclusive)) May 2026

“Because if I’m going to ruin my own bachelorette,” Layla said, her voice breaking into a smile, “I want to remember your face first.”

“Layla! Get over here—it’s time for the truth or dare round,” her maid of honor, Chloe, called from the velvet couch. missax - layla jenner - bachelorette

“What are you doing here?” Layla whispered. “Because if I’m going to ruin my own

Layla looked from Rielle’s hopeful, pained face to the golden light of the suite where her future husband’s mother was probably texting her about place cards. Layla looked from Rielle’s hopeful, pained face to

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.”

There stood a woman in a sharp black blazer, rain-damp hair curling over her shoulders. Her eyes—dark, familiar, devastating—held Layla’s gaze like a dare.