Chapter twelve

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The air lifting was tiring yes I wanted my wedding to be in my home land of North Cora the flight was slightly unbearable with the excitement of my wedding lingering in the air.

Two hours until I become Mrs Angelina Nicholas Santos , the duchess of Spain such a big title and responsibility for such a small town girl who knew nothing of the big world of noble my subconscious mocked in a fake British accent.

I watched the stylist work magic on my hair placing it up into a bun with brown strands coming out making my hair look wow just wow.

My dress was finally brought out and I took about five minutes admiring the beauty of it , I had to applaud Mrs Santos for picking it out it was an absolutely gorgeous white dress, with silver heart line top part.

(See pic of dress above )

The final few minutes before the official wedding was going to start and I had an uneasy feeling something was going to go wrong and boy was I right.

The moment I have been waiting on was finally here my mom walking me down th isle to meet Nicholas as the song of my choice plays. ( Christina Perri - a thousand years) I truly felt I would love him that long if I continue falling that is.

But I knew in my Gut this feeling was too good to be true and as I reached the alter my world started to crinkle and crumble slowly yes but surely

"Stop!!!!"

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