Remembering our Summer

Chapter 32 Wedded Bliss

So here we are guys, last chapter. I can't even tell you how emotional I feel right now, but that's okay because I still have the epilogue to write along with the QnA and Authors note.

So ready?

Here we go then guys.

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Hazel POV

Crème ribbons line the white material in little lacy patterns; the torso is embodied with a scattering of diamantes that match the ones twisted into her blonde side bun and through her hair, my hands secure the silver sash around her waist delicately and her blue eyes look up from the floor to her own reflection, two loose wavy sections of hair framing her face as she does so.

I take a step back and I smooth the turquoise material of my dress down as I wait patiently. Monica runs over and puts her hand on Laura's shoulder, Laura smiles at her mother who daps her own eyes with a tissue underneath her rather large white hat. Monica whispers something into Laura's ear which results in Laura beaming at her.

She carefully turns herself around to face me and smiles again, looking suddenly very nervous. My Mum joins me at my side with Ryan, who stares at his mother in what looks like confusion as he nibbles on his little finger.

"Hazel, what do you think?" she mumbles apprehensively. My eyes take everything in and I stroke my hand through the soft short tuffs of Ryan's hair without looking at him. My own eyes feel watery as I nod and grin at her.

"You look stunning Laura, absolutely breath taking"

"Thank you. You know I probably wouldn't be standing here if it weren't for you"

I shrug and smile at her, her eyes shift to Ryan whose eyes blink slowly, she smiles and he gurgles in response. Her dainty heels tap on the wooden floor as she crosses the room to him, she leans down and he is quick to place his tiny hand on her face.

"Does Mummy look pretty Ryan?" she whispers to him, playing with his hair as I was moments ago.

Ryan gurgles again, she looks up at Mum who chuckles. She goes over to talk to her maid of honour Anna, who is a close friend of hers, and Mum looks at me, appearing suddenly very afraid and wary.

"What?"

"I went to see James...he's...extremely tense and nervous"

"Just like the night in the hospital..." I whisper, my eyes trailing away from her anxious face to the light blue wall on the other side of the room in thought.

"What?"

"Oh nothing. I'm going to head over there, see what I can do"

"Thanks love. Oh and Hazel?"

"Yes Mum?"

"You look beautiful Darling"

"Thanks Mum. So do you" she smiles and shifts the material of her flowery black and white dress.

I open the door and cross the velvety carpet rug in the corridors, I walk down three flights of stairs to room 246 which belongs to my dear brother.

I knock on the door and I wait for a bit, then I knock again, I hear shuffling from the other side and mumbled talking.

Andrew, James' best men and also best friend from home, opens the door appearing pleased to see me.

"Well if it isn't little Hazel! How are you? It's been quite a few months since I last saw you!"

"I saw you when Ryan was born" I smile, he shrugs and pulls me into a hug.

"Sort your brother out for me will you? He won't listen to me" he whispers, I nod and he releases me, then makes his way to the elevator.