Monty

Epilogue

Lucinda

Im looking at myself in the mirror

I'm having one of those moments with myself where I ask myself 'did I make the right decision'

Like should I have gotten scrambled eggs on toast for breakfast this morning instead of waffles and berries.

Or should I have done my hair down instead of up.

Anyways it's too late now...my foods digested and I've pooped it out and my hair is done

I'm waiting for Sophia and Adriana  to come help me put on my dress.

I got a dress with a long train and a big detachable skirt. I love it, it's a dream dress.

I feel like a princess

I'm in my custom made vest and underwear set.My vest is white and it says 'Lucinda' at the bottom and my underwear is white as well.

My underwear has little ruffles around the rim with a pink bow at the front.

It also has Monty stitched onto the side of it.

This is really weird and creepy but I wrote his name on a few of my underwear's last year with sharpies,so I decided on my wedding day I'd wear one with his name embroidered in it.

I stare at myself in the mirror.

I look pretty. I feel pretty. My dress is pretty. The food will taste pretty. Montgomery's lips will taste pretty.

But I'm nervous. I haven't seen Monty all day and I think I'm going to collapse. I hope he's not nervous.

I hope he feels pretty and I hope he knows that I think he's pretty and that he is pretty.

He proposed to me in February but we waited a year since we were both still young,19 and 23, to have the real proper marriage.

When I have on my dress I wait in the little room behind the isle for my dad. He hasn't seen me all morning too,and I hope he doesn't have a heart attack when he sees me.

He opens the door and he's wearing a suit. I don't think I've ever seen him in a suit before.

He was smiling but once he saw me his smile dropped.

Did I spill orange juice on my dress?

I look down and examine my dress. There's nothing there.

It must be my face-

"You look so beautiful" he says walking towards me

I smile at him. I feel like crying he looks so happy and so good in his suit and I'm so happy he's going to be walking me down the isle.

All of this feels like a dream.

His eyes start forming tear beads.

"Dad do not cry-if you I cry I will cry and I don't want to cry" I snap at him

He turns around and wipes his face then turns back around.

"My beautiful girl-look at you...all grown up" he smiles "I can't believe you're mine"

"Dad please don't make me cry" I say smiling and fanning my eyes

"You're smile is so fucking beautiful-my little dolly" he chuckles "not so little any more" he trails off

"Come on lets go before we both start crying"

I laugh and take his hand and we open the door. The fancy music starts playing.