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Brooklyn's POV:

I stepped out of the car after Freddie opened it for him. I wobbled a little in my heels, then stood up straight. Freddie closed the door then opened the back one, unbuckling Emmy and pulling her out of her car seat.

She wore the cutest little outfit ever!

She had on white little strap shoes, a light pink dress that was tee shirt cut on the top with little flowers stitched in, and the bottom pooped out with mesh, and has her hair in pigtails with a headband with pink and white flowers on it.

Fucking. Adorable.

And curtesy of Rolmants Boutique.

We supplied all the suits and dresses needed for Kalen's and Draco's wedding.

... oh yeah.

We're heading into their wedding right now!

There's having it in this heated greenhouse to keep away from the chilly November air, but you can still see the sunset outside.

I'm the maid of honour. They need at least a female and male to sign off on their wedding certificate, so here I am! Freddie is the best man (which he was so excited about because he loves being in wedding parties— sarcasm by the way). Carley and Emmy an are the flower girls, Grayson is the ring bearer.

It's just me and Fred up there with them. Ellie and George were asked but she has a newborn with her, and Ophelia who didn't seem to like being a flower girl a couple days ago at the rehearsal dinner. George wasn't just going to stick them with her. So caring.

Fred put his hand on my back as we walked through the gravel parking lot. We went up two stone steps and walked through the two open glass doors.

Straight ahead at the end of the greenery was a great big oak tree where the two would stand to get married. On either side of the white cloth aisle were rows of white seats. Big pots of flowers lined the windows of the building, bringing soft colour to the room.

Only a few people were there since there was still an hour before the wedding. We came early to help set up and... wait that's already done... why are we here?

"Oh my god Brooke you look amazing." Ellie said as we walked up to her. I smiled.

I was wearing a long black silk dress, spaghetti straps and the front went straight across my chest, but still showed some cleavage (Kalen wanted cleavage) and there was a big slit that went up my left thigh almost to my hip. My hair was straightened and of course I had my gold promise ring necklace on, a few gold bracelets, and black stilettos, oh, and gold hoop earrings.

Kalen designed my outfit pretty good.

"Thank you." I said and looked up at Fred.

I can't take compliments from anyone other than Fred. I don't know what to say afterwards.

"You look good too." I said. "Where's your lot?"

"Grayson is chasing a butterfly. My mum has Ophelia, and George has Ryker. Somewhere. I dunno. I'm kidless— sorta. I should find Grayson. Shit." She walked off to the left and I giggled as I looked up at Fred.

He looked so so sooo yummy.

He had a black dress shirt on, his top few buttons undone, black belt, black trousers, black shoes and slightly messed hair.

Yum yum yum!

"So do we have to find Kalen or—"

"Yes!" I cut off Fred. He huffed and followed me.

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