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The hairdresser leaves. She did it nice- a braid across the front, a simple up-style at the back.

 She did it nice- a braid across the front, a simple up-style at the back

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Liv does my make up. She looks beautiful- she always does, she'll be at my left side in a pastel pink sequence dress, that I bought WITH her.

I take the black lacy garter set and put it on

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I take the black lacy garter set and put it on.

Cruz has to pull out one from under my dress- with his mouth- infront of our closest family and friends- infront of his mother

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Cruz has to pull out one from under my dress- with his mouth- infront of our closest family and friends- infront of his mother.
"Knock knock!" It's Tyler. He's brought Leah and he's driving us to the venue. They both look good. Tyler adjusts his collar and gives me the how-do-I-look? look. "Great." My fingers say. Leah stares at him, flabergasted, as I'm basically naked. "It's okay, love. I've seen her without anything on." She looks cross and I shoot a "shut the fuck up, she's going to murder you" look.
Danielle and Adam arrive shortly after. She helps me into my dress and Leah buckles my shoes. They all cry, and I shut them up. What are they crying for?

They leave the room and I find myself staring into the mirror. This is happening. I am commiting the rest of my life- to my high-school sweetheart. The only man I've ever loved. SHIT. I DIDN'T WRITE VOWS. WHAT AM I-

"Jo!! Time to go!!!" Liv yells.
"Coming, two minutes." You know what, fuck it. I love this man, and I should be able to tell him what comes to my mind.
When I exit the room, everyone turns to look at me. Danielle's eyes fill with tears again, and I shoot her a look.
Tyler and I get into the Rolls-Royce Cullinan.

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