𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚. ✔

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙒𝙚𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜.

* Emilia's POV. *

I gripped onto the toilet literally puking my guts out. Today was my wedding.

I sighed, seeing dots all in my vision as I hug my legs. I hear a knock, "Get the fuck away Lorenzo." And I heard a girly sigh, "It's Paula, I brought u some medication for the wedding tonight."

I got up slowly opened the door, hugging her. She rubbed my back kissing my forehead, "I know sweetheart, just take this medicine it'll help you darling."

I nodded as she lead me to my bed and gave me a water and I took the medication. "Enzo went out with Marco to get ready, Ill get Angela for you to help get started if you like?"

I nodded holding the glass of water as she left the room. After a few minutes Angela barged in with her keys, "Let's go get our hair done bitch!"

I giggled taking her hand following her to the car. I looked like shit, but atleast the makeup will cover it up.

On the way to the hair salon Angela and I were listening to Nicki Minaj. I loved this girl she's basically my sister.

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The hair dresser was tugging on my hair with the stupid hair curler as I groaned. This bitch was gonna tear my hair out of my scalp.

I looked at my phone and talked shit with Angela even though we were right next to eachother.

Okay maybe it was worth getting my hair pulled.

I tipped 50 dollars before heading for the door giggling with Angela. "That dude had a whole Mohawk, I haven't seen those since I was 12!" Angela said laughing,

Next stop was to get my dress from the shop after I got it tailored. I looked out my window, this is the first time I was gonna talk to Lorenzo since last Saturday.

I ran into the shop getting my dress admiring it. "I'd it the wedding today dear?" the old woman said. I nodded about to leave, "No darling change here! I wanna see how beautiful you look."

I smiled nodding and going into one of the changing rooms, looking in the mirror.