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Chapter 23

Today is our big day. The day I'm marrying the love of my life, the guy that would give his life to make sure that I'm safe and happy. I never thought that I would ever find myself getting married to anyone after the life I lived at home, but here I am. I know we are getting married knowing each other for such a short time, but life is all about taking risks.

We are at his parent's private estate and it's the place where they actually stay. The vast landscape and amenities that is separate from the main house, but the most important part was the privacy. There are no houses for a few miles around the estate, which makes this place ideal. I'm happy we didn't opt for the venue at the hotel because nothing tops the beauty of this place. The only people that will document the day is the photographer and videographer and their team.

it's still very early in the morning and I'm currently enjoying breakfast with Marco, his wife Gwen, my bridesmaids, Kate and Camilla. Marco will be walking me down the aisle. He has been more of a father to me in a year then Victor Scott has ever been. Luca is the best man, obviously, and Max is the other groomsmen. They are currently in the main house also enjoying breakfast while we are in the guest house fifty meters away from the main house.

"The make-up team is here" Gwen announced, as we finished the last of our breakfast. Things are actually starting to feel real now and the nerves was kicking in, but I kept my cool or I would actually start freaking out. It felt like I was having an out-of-body experience. Everything about this day so far was so calm, it's inexplicable and I loved every moment of it.

I decided on an off-white fit-and-flare dress. It's fitted along the body and flairs out mid-thigh. This cut is between a modified A-line and a mermaid cut. This dress accentuates my small waist and gives my body an hourglass look.

The bridesmaids' dresses also didn't disappoint. They decided on a similar style as mine but it was 'blush' colored satin dresses.

When we were done, I couldn't believe that the face staring back at me in the mirror, was mine. My mom would be so proud of me for choosing the happiness that she never had. I wanted the tear up just thinking about her, but I reminded myself of how happy she would be to see how I rose out of the ashes of that mentally abusive house.

"Oh! Darling! You look like an angel, Olivia" I turned and looked straight into the faces of a proud looking Marco with his wife who was fanning her face as tears pooled in her eyes.

"You are going to make me cry. My make-up looks so, so good" I warned, while dabbing the corners of my eyes with a tissue, making sure not to spoil my make-up.

"Here is a glass that will make you less nervous" Tessa said, handing me a glass of champagne.

"Let's toast" Gwen cheered "may your union be blessed in the eyes of the Lord and may this day be filled with joy and love for the rest of your lives, cheers!"

Cheers rung out around the room and everyone was chatting and laughing amongst each other as we clinked glasses, and just like that it was time to walk down the aisle with the memory of my mother at the back of my mind cheering me on. My heart was screaming 'look mom, I'm happy for the both of us'. Such a bitter sweet feeling comforted.

We got married outside on the property near a huge oak tree. It amazed me to see what money can do to what was previously only an empty patch of grass. There was a walkway with an arch that was put up and chairs placed for all the guests to watch our union.

"Are you ready my dear?" Marco asked, looking at me lovingly with a huge smile on his face like a proud father.

"As ready as I'll ever be" I honestly answered, as he held his arm for me to link and Gwen used the opportunity to place my vail over my face. Like my mother would have done today if she was still alive.