The final chapter...
"Lucy, hold still for just a freaking second!" Annie scolds me, holding the mascara wand merely centimeters away from my eye.
"I'm sorry! You know I blink a lot when I get nervous!" I whine.
"Why are you even nervous? I hope you're not getting cold feet. I mean, you live with the guy and you're pregnant with his baby."
"I'm not nervous about getting married," I scoff, rolling my eyes. "I'm nervous about so many eyes being on me. Everyone knows who I am now that my mom's face has been plastered on every news station across America."
"So? What's that got to do with you getting married? No one should hold that against you. Especially no one who would show up for your wedding."
I nod, trying to pull myself together. This day should be special, but I'm letting all my
