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I grimaced at my reflection. "Do I look fat? I think this dress makes me look fat." 

A certain orange haired girl was picking at my bouquet, shoving her fingers inside of my roses. "You look fine, y/n. No- Not fine, perfect. You're perfect." Gilda nodded, adjusting my veil. "He's going to scream when he sees you." I giggled, batting Emma's curious hands away. Mom tugged at the hem of my dress, straightening the skirt. "Well, Ray would do a lot of things. But ruining his own wedding wouldn't be one of them." My heart started to pound, imagining him waiting for me at the altar. "Don't forget your necklace." Gillian called, pointing from the couch. She was giggling, texting someone on her phone. "Is it Nigel?" Gilda teased, patting her head. The blond haired girl blushed, shoving her phone inside of her pocket. "Sh- Shut up!" Emma was still moping, staring at the ceiling unexcitedly. She had been down in the dumps for the last week. "How come Ray proposed to you, but Oliver didn't propose to me?! We have two years over you guys! Two years!" I had laughed it off, thinking she was overreacting. But oh boy, was she serious. I shuffled to her side, trying not to trip over the dress. "I'm sure he'll ask you soon, Emma. Maybe he's just thinking of a really... Extra way to do it." She glanced at me sadly. "Really?" I nudged her cheek with my hand. "Really, really. Extra special occasion for his extra special girl." Mom pulled my veil back, the cool metal of the golden locket touching my chest. "Thanks, Isabella." I smiled, grazing the pendant's rainbow opal gemstone. It reminded me of everything we'd been through together. On that day, when I regained my memories, everyone had donated one year of their own to the necklace. My soul was shoved out, and returned to me. The blazing furnace of my memories had left the gem, and everyone's colorful recollections turned it into a beautiful glistening opal, iridescent with the colors of the rainbow. Mom clapped her hands, snapping me back into reality. She pulled the veil over my face, gazing at me lovingly and proudly. "You really are beautiful, y/n. Let's not keep him waiting any longer." 

I'd always thought my wedding would be like a fairytale. But today, it was so much more. It was perfect. The way the sun shone into the church, the caramel-coral stained glass painting my face blush pink. I caught a glimpse at Ray's still figure at the head of the church. Norman, Zack, and Yuugo was standing behind him, their jaws dropping with a single look at me. Our pastor, Lucas, was giving me a wide grin. I couldn't stop myself from smiling either, all of my dear family members staring in awe as I walked past. He was as perfect as the day I fell in love with him. He had slicked his stupid long bangs back, his magnetic silver gaze piercing me with both his eyes. My heart really was going to explode. I took my place in front of him, Emma, Gilda, and Gillian fixing my train. He was the same shade of red I was. "You look beautiful." He whispered. I giggled in response, blushing even harder. "And you look very handsome." I zoned out the rest of the speech, getting myself lost in Ray's stare. Just ask us the questions already! I want to marry him! Jemima, Alicia, and Yvette skipped towards the altar, holding a small velvet pillow with two golden rings. Finally! "Do you, Ray, take y/n as your lawfully wedded wife?" He smiled, gazing at me warmly. "I do." I slipped the first band onto his ring finger. Lucas then turned to me, "And do you, y/n, take Ray as-" "I do!" I squealed, giving Ray my hand. He chuckled, gently placing the diamond ring onto my finger. Everyone laughed, the red haired man included. His yellow eyes were shining. "You may kiss the oop-" Ray swiftly swung his arm around my waist, pulling me into a deep kiss. I was happy. I was so happy. When he pulled away, his eyes were sparkling in a way that I'd never seen before. So this is what marriage can do to you. 

I'd refight every battle we had in Neverland if it meant that this was my ending. I know that Ray and I will fight. Every couple will argue. But because it's him, and because it's me, I know that we'll be okay. "I love you, y/n." I booped his nose, giving him another quick peck. "I love you more, dummy." 

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