I inhaled a sharp breath, feeling sick to my stomach as I prepared for the biggest show of my life, and tried to pretend I didn't feel empty.
"You need some color in your cheeks you're almost as white as your dress." my mother, who'd flown over along with my brother Scott and Lesley said as she rearranged my wedding veil.
"I'm sorry, I'm just a bit nervous," I muttered, holding my bouquet closer to me as I waited for the chapel doors to open.
God, I'd give anything to be out of this torture device otherwise known as a wedding dress that I had been primped into.
I had to suck in my belly and I feared for the safety of my baby. I know I shouldn't have worn it but I couldn't bring myself to tell Gwen I hated the dress because she spent so much time trying to get it for me.
"Oh it's okay to be nervous, we all are. I'm just happy to see you a bride." My mother soothed, rubbing my arm.
"I'm not," Scott whispered by my side. "At least not for that asshole."
I narrowed my eyes and smiled gently at my mother. "I bet you never thought you'd see me in a white dress."
"I had my doubts," she teased, "but I always knew you might surprise us in the end. And you did."
"Do you think I'm making the right decision?"
"No," Scott answered for her but I ignored him again and focused on my mother.
She chuckled. "It's a little late to reconsider, don't you think?"
I sighed. "It might be too late to do anything about it, but it's never too late to wonder."
"I think you're making the right decision. Killian seems a nice man. Honorable too. I can tell he loves and respects you and wouldn't do a thing to hurt you."
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Romance18+ ❝ I'm a man of great restraint but seeing you like this is pushing the boundaries of my self control, so bad that I might just pin you against this wall and fuck the life right out of you. ❞ ******* San Francisco royalty, Killian Fobster is an e...