Finally I was in my perfect wedding gown. The day I was waiting for has finally arrived. This is my last day as Helena Smith and my start as “Mrs. Helena White” I was admiring myself in the mirror, moving my fingers all over my dress.
“You are the most beautiful bride I have ever seen” Emily Auntie said, looking at me in the mirror.
“Do I look like my mom?” I asked
“Yes, you are prettier.” She hugged me from the back.
“Will Denver think the same?”
“Of course”
“Am I doing right?” I asked, feeling nervous.
“Not all you decide is judged by wrong or right manner, sometimes ‘I want this to happen’ is reason enough to do things.”
“I love you” I whispered, and hugged her tight.
“I love you too,” she hugged me back.
We heard a door knock.
