The white cage

Chapter 100 : Tiffany's wedding

He couldn't believe the day was finally here. His little girl was getting married. The guy they all grow to trust in, Tony, such a great man.

He'd been there for Their family, and Donald was so grateful to him, he knew that he'll never find a good man like Tony

As if he could conjure her up by thinking about her, his beautiful wife appeared at the top of the steps leading up to the sanctuary from the church basement. Her wavy hair framed her gorgeous face and her light green mother-of-the-bride dress fit her perfectly.

"Hey, Mr. Trump," she said, stepping up to where he was. Her heel caught on the top step and she went crashing into him.

"Well, hi there, Mrs. Trump," Donald laughed, and reached out to catch her
He noticed that her face was a little too pale
" Hey are you okay babe ? " he asked in concern

She smiled a little at his concern
" I don't know why but I'm feeling nauseous, its
"Sorry. Your wife isn't the most graceful creature these days," Melania explained as he righted her again.

"I'm sure our sexy night, wasn't any help," Donals smiled as he ran his hand over Melania's back

"You're right," she laughed.

"So what's up? How's Tif ?" he asked.

"I was just coming up to tell you she's almost ready," Melania explained. "She wanted me to see how you were holding up." She took his left hand in hers and rubbed her thumb over the platinum band she'd placed there seventeen years before,
He chose to wear his ring today! What a miracle! She thought

"I'm good," Donald squared his shoulders and smiled. "Tell her I love her," he said.

Melania smoothed a wrinkle out of his tie before heading back downstairs. "I will," she said.
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"How was he?" Tiffany asked when Melania got back downstairs.

"Oh, you know your dad," the stepmother squared her shoulders to impersonate her husband. "I'm good. Tell her I love her," she said gruffly, earning a giggly grin from her stepdaughter.

"Well, I'm glad he's not nervous," Tiffany said.

" Tiffany ! Don't be nervous! Be excited!" Marla shouted at hee daughter

"Were you nervous when you married Dad?" Tiffany asked her mom before remembering Melania who was standing right in front of them
" Oh I'm sorry Mel... "

Melania smiled " Oh don't worry about that, actually, I'm curious to know if you were nervous Marla ? "

"Nope sweetie I wasn't nervous at all " Marla smiled at Melania before turning to look at her daughter
" And that's why I don't think you should be nervous to marry Tony honey "

"So see? Nothing to be nervous about," Melania reassured her.

"Thanks. Mel ? "

"Yeah, sweetie?"

"I just... I really want to tell you thanks for... for how much you've been there for us " Tiffany was really grateful to her " I love you so much, and I'm so grateful to have you as my stepmother "

Melania's eyes welled up with tears. "Thanks, Tiffany. I love you so much. you are as much my kid as Barron," Melania laid a hand over her heart.

Marla smiled at Melania's bond with her daughter, it really warmed her heart

Tiffany was sobbing by now
"Oh no you don't," Melania said. "We can't have a bride with ruined makeup," she laughed.

Donald chose that moment to holler down the stairs. "Hey Ladies! People are starting to show up. Your sister and brothers and Tony just got here too!"