Chapter 22: No More Questions

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The cream and white color cordinated is practically glowing by the natural sunlight. The wind from the open balcony is caressing the thin lace curtains providing a nice breeze. The other bridesmaids are sitting in a circle on various golden framed chairs. We all face a full sized set of mirrors that are there to capture every angle of the bride.

Caroline walks out from the other room and onto the small circular stand that is no more than six inches high.

The bridesmaids, myself included, gasp at the vision in white that stands before us.

"Carol you look beautiful."

"Absolutely breath taking."

"Where's the veil?" Everyone turns towards me and then back to each other. They all shrug giving a silent "I don't know man" and I see their faces turn to horror.

Then they really began to panic.

"I thought Kimberly had it!"

"No I gave it to you!"

"You lost my veil?!"

"Really Kimberly, ugh this is just like Vegas all over again."

"I did not know he wasn't a real rabi!"

Ooops. I should've just kept my mouth shut maybe they wouldn't have noticed.

I start looking around for the veil and spot it on the floor beneath a table. Thank god, I was really beginning to think Caroline was going to punch Kimberly in the throat.

"Guys I found it!" I go to pick it up but the dress I am wearing restricts me from bending down the normal way. It's a beautiful peacock teal long strapless dress, but damn is it tight. I akwardly make my way down and pick up the veil, "Okay guys I need help getting back up."

"Coming!" Susan comes and picks me up from the floor and helps me re-arrange my dress. I thank her before proudly handing the recovered veil to our bridezilla.

"Whew thank you so much Ollie." Caroline stands back onto her podium and places the veils small crown perfectly into the front her bun. She gives herself a twirl and admires her completed look in the mirror.

Her wedding dress is a Mori Lee and Madeline pearl white #7 lace mermaid dress with lace mid-length sleeves and a sweetheart neckline.

We're all sitting in a comfortable silence with small chats every now and then until we hear a knock at the door.

"I'll get it," I walk over and turn the knob just as the person begins to impatiently knock again. Alright already asswipe, hold your horses. I open the door and come face to bow tie of none other than Blake Diaz ladies and gentelmen.

"Hey there sexy."

Ugh.

Be nice Olivia it's his mom's wedding day, "Yeah hi Blake, your mom is over there. So I'm assuming it's time?"

Blake nods and doesnt move to come inside. He takes his right arm and casually rests it on the door frame, making his whole body lean towards it."Yeah time for our date I've been waiting on."

I stare at him blankly showing no amusement towards his shameless flirting. "Yeah no," I then turn towards the group of ladies, "Caroline Blake is here."

"Oh dear is it time already? Olivia how's my hair?" Caroline frantically begins moving her hands not knowing what to do with herself.

"Listen I know your nervous and you have every reason to be this is a big step but it's also an exciting one. You'll do fine everyone is going to adore you out there you always look beautiful and you've found some one who sees that even when if don't. And he's waiting for you so let's not keep him waiting for long!" I go and hug her and she graciously returns it.

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