Brooklyn always thought she would never be free
Vaughn always thought he didn't deserve love
After her brother's sudden death, Brooklyn decided to move away from James' hold after meeting the infamous Vaughn Medina.
He was everything she hated in a...
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"Ready?" I asked Bella, tucking in a little sliver tiara on her hair looking at the three of us in the mirror. Bella was seated in the chair, me and Audrey standing beside her with smiles on our faces. Bella was in a skin tight white dress, flowing down freely at the bottom. Floral patterns ran down her arms, a plunging neckline just above her navel. Audrey was in a pastel blue dress, thin straps, the dress flowing down and lightly swaying, her hair let down and curled.
"My bridesmaids?" Bella called with a smile twisting on her lips
"Let's get you married" Audrey squeaked enthusiastically
"Oh god" Bella said overwhelmed
"We're fine, all ok, everything is going to be fine alright?" I said comfortingly
"Nothing is going to go wrong, you'll be better when you walk down that aisle, marry him and be a hell of a wife" Audrey joked as the three of us laughed in unison
I checked the clock one last time as we walked out, bouquets in hand. I and Audrey walked down the aisle first, smiling at the crowd who were waiting for the bride. Conan stood at the end, slightly shaking as he smiled at us. My eyes moved to Mateo who was also in a black suit, and then to Vaughn as a large grin spread across my face. The sun beamed off of his eyes as he mirrored my face expression. Steaks of netting were placed on either side of the aisle as we made our way to the bride's side, Vaughn's eyes on me, moving to my bump as he smiled. Trees blanketed the area, light flowers falling from the trees, petals flowing in the wind as white netting was elegantly draped over the branches. Bella walked down from the aisle, both of them easing as their gaze locked.
Bella's father proudly placed her hand in his as Conan helped her up the platform, whispering a compliment in her ear. They connected their hands as they recited their vows, looking deep into their eyes as they promised each other a life-long promise. Conan took a ring from his pocket, a large stone shined in the evening sun. He slid it onto her finger as I handed his ring and she did the same. They both exchanged rings, teary eyed as Conan carried Bella down the aisle the moment the Priest pronounced them husband and wife. Forever bounded together in matrimony.
