Haley Wilder is an optimist and a 'Go With The Flow' type of person, not really understanding the need to plan her every step in life.
All of this changes a week after her Senior Prom.
Her Senior Prom.
The night where 'it' happened.
Two big 'it's ac...
Finifugal- (adj.) hating endings; of someone who tries to avoid or prolong the final moments of a story, relationship or some other journey
Warning: Mature Scene Below; Slight BDSM, Squirting
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I glance at my appearance in the beach house's full body mirror.
My dress is a mixture between a smoky grey and white.
The dress is composed of two parts, the cape begins at my upper biceps and ends around my feet, fanning out a few inches behind me. Meanwhile the actual dress has a sweetheart neckline and seamlessly ombrés from nude to white to grey.
The dress has sleeves which are also nude, the entire dress having a unique cream colored embroidery throughout the thin tule material.
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Oh my god.
I am getting married.
Oh my god!
I am getting married!
I begin to hyperventilate as I pace the oak floor in front of me, anxiously picking at my cuticles.
Am I even ready to be married?!
I mean, I am only twenty three!
What if I am rushing into things with Phoenix?
I love her.
God, I lover her so much!
I know that it is love.
But I do not know if I am ready to be married in general yet.
Like, are these nerves or am I just not mentally ready?!
I hear a loud knock on the bedroom door which startles me.
A few seconds later the door opens to reveal my sisters and our mother.
I release a breath of relief when I notice that it is only them.
"Why aren't you ready?" Hanna asks me with a confused facial expression
I am assuming that she is referring to my hair, makeup and lack of shoes.
Isabella nods her head.
"Yeah, you're supposed to be walking down the isle in ten minutes" she says with an equally as confused tone
I sigh and sit down on the ground, my dress elegantly flaring out around me.
It does not take them long to notice that I am completely freaking out, possibly even on the verge of a panic attack.
"Hey, can you go tell Phoenix and the minister what's going on?" Hanna calmly asks Isabella
Isabella nods her head before briskly exiting the room.
