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A cry of happiness broke my train of thought. My eyes landed on my mother in the doorway. Her hands were covering her mouth as her eyes filled with water. Slowly her hands were brought down and clasped in front of her. I noticed her fingers were painted a striking red, just like the long lace gown that pooled around her feet in small waves. Her teary eyed form drew closer, her watery smile on the bridge of falling apart. "You look gorgeous" she whispered. "I've never seen a more beautiful bride"
I smiled in return, taking her hands in mine and squeezing them lightly. "thank you mum, now don't cry or I'll have to join you and I wont look pretty anymore" I laughed lightly. My mother batted my arm lightly.
"That could never be! You've always looked like a little angel, even when you
