FAMILY

39| A Wedding Of A Don

If Theo's and Ariana's wedding was beautiful, Hector's and Dahlia's was divine. I could now see how much my mom had held back at the first wedding.

This was literally too good to be true. The venue was ten times bigger and we had to book a bigger church.

Everybody came to the Don's wedding.

The guest list was incredibly long and I had no idea how my mom scheduled everything to perfection. I would frown in all that work but she was made for this.

"I really wanted a small wedding." Dahlia muttered.

We were in the limousine on our way to church. I've never seen her this stressed but I guessed it was just the nerves. It was her wedding day, it's normal that she's nervous.

"Then you chose the wrong man." Mom winked at her.

Dahlia closed her eyes for a second. Hector was supposed to have a massive wedding. I saw the pictures of our parents' wedding: lavish and ginormous.

"At least you'll get loads of presents." I smirked.

Wasn't that the best part of the wedding? The gifts you got. Dahlia opened her eyes and a smile finally settled on her lips.

She's acted indifferent for the wedding but I think it was now finally setting in. I guessed it was because she'll walk down the aisle by herself.

She hasn't told anyone but Hector what happened between her and her family. I would never bug her to tell me but I felt like it was hard to be here without them today.

We finally arrived at the church and we helped her out the car. The dress was big and absolutely breathtaking. Dahlia looked like a goddess with her hair up.

"You look so stunning." Mom smiled with tears in her eyes.

She carefully fixed Dahlia's dress while we got into position. I was supposed to walk in first of the bridesmaids but something was wrong. Dahlia reached out for my hand and it was as if she was holding onto me. She paled even more and now I couldn't just brush it off.

These weren't nerves.

"Hector is my brother and he loves you so much, but if you don't want to marry him, then that's your choice." I told her firmly.

Maybe she wasn't ready. I knew how terrifying the introduction to this world was. It was overwhelming and I had a breakdown over it. There were so many rules that she had to follow now and the moment she marries my brother, she could never return to a life of normalcy.

"I want to marry Hector." The determination in her eyes was as clear as day.

"These aren't just nerves, Dahlia. What's wrong?" I asked her softly.

She let out a breath before closing her eyes to hold back tears. Dad came outside to check up on us. We probably missed the timing to go inside but we'd only go inside when she was ready.

"I'm scared to walk down alone." She confessed.

A few stubborn tears rolled down her cheeks and mom quickly wiped them away with a napkin. I tightened my grip on Dahlia's hand.

"Oh, sweetheart, why didn't you tell us before?" Mom wondered.

"It's stupid." Dahlia muttered.

"No, it's not. You deserve someone to walk you down the aisle." I insisted.

I couldn't imagine walking down the aisle all by yourself. For so many women it meant the world for their dad to walk them down the aisle. If I ever managed to get married, I want my dad to walk me down the aisle.