second time writing this. it was longer the first time, but i finished writing it at like 11 pm on like tuesday and then my computer turns off. i didn't save the document, word would usually have auttomatically saved untitled documents for me. i got on the next day, and it said the file was janked up. sooo, it only gave me like five lines of the story. lol i started crying i was so upset :-( this is written in second or third point of view or whatever. i'm prob not doing a sequel, sorry. i just don't want to. this was my favorite story so far, but i'm tired of love stories all the time, lol. i want to do something different. i was working on two things already, and i'll post them below with the story also. i need to know which one you guys want me to do, or if you want both stories. idek, it's just been a bad week for me. wendsday was my sixteenth and i really wanted to meet my real parents (yes i am adopted if you didn't know it's not something i tell someone at first) but idk they didn't want to meet me. whatever, rejected i guess. it's just been stressful. too much to handle at once. but, thanks for everyone who reads my story. i love every comment, no matter if its good or bad. i appreciate it. one the side is the cover of the book, i posted it a while ago, but you can't see it well.
Isabella’s Point of View.
“You look beautiful,” He whispered in her ear, leaning over and placing a soft kiss on her forehead. She smiled, looking at herself in the mirror. She didn’t recognize the beautiful girl she saw staring back at her. She had a smile plastered on her face, and she looked too happy. She let out a small sigh, turning around to face him. “I’m scared,” She whispered, grabbing his arm. “Don’t be.” He gave her another small kiss on her cheek and smiled whole-heartedly. He left the room, not before sending a handsome wink her way. It was Chase. She smiled, her stomach twisting and turning. She looked back at the mirror and didn’t notice her best friend Rebecca walked into the small yet beautiful room. “You look amazing!” She said excitedly. Isabella forced a smile. She was too nervous to talk. “You look better,” she sighed, looking at her stunning, beautiful friend. Rebecca smiled, helping her best friend with the final touches. The bell rang. “It’s time,” Rebecca muttered. “I don’t want to go.” Isabella mumbled back. Rebecca just ignored her, skipping out of the room. Isabella let out another sigh and made her way toward the door. She walked down the hallway slowly, making sure not to rush. She pushed the beautifully designed white doors opened and the crowd went silent. All eyes were on her now. She saw her mother, and Callum’s mother. She saw Rebecca’s mother, even Chase’s mother. She saw Rebecca, Chase, and Stanley. Her stomach was caught in a knot. She wanted to back away, right now. But she didn’t, she knew what was waiting for her ahead. Him-- not just him, Callum. She looked straight ahead, right into his eyes. His mouth was opened in shock. Isabella looked down at herself, becoming easily shy. She let go of all of those negative feelings and looked ahead once again. She kept walking.
Two years ago, she would have never seen herself in this place, this position. It wasn’t a bad thing of course, but it was like a dream. She thought of every single day that passed. It all went by quickly. She’d spent the two years with Callum. They had gone through a lot, but they would always get passed it. Passed all the tears and the lies, and all the bad times. Their relationship wasn’t always like that though; she’d remember all the nights they would spend together, Callum’s husky laugh filling the apartment. She remembered all the little things they did in their spare time. She even remembered the nights they stayed up just talking about absolutely nothing. She was in love with Callum Edwards. She had always been. Nothing could change that now. She stopped in front of him, and he was grinning like a clown. Before she knew what she was doing, she threw herself into his arms, hugging onto him for dear life. The audience awed, and they stood like that for a few minutes.
Isabella let go of Callum and she could faintly hear him whisper “I love you,” into her ear. She mouthed the same thing back to him, and they faced each other. A man cleared his breath, holding back a grin. “We are gathered together on this beautiful afternoon to share with Isabella and Callum as they exchange vows of their everlasting love.” The man talked on and on for about two minutes until the most important part came. The man spoke once more before Callum opened his mouth to speak.
