Days did pass but more and more we spent more time together, it was nice for the most part though we kept getting a lot of questions by the people that needed the opinions for the wedding. Its not necessarily that I didn't want to get married. But what it is, I'm not ready for my life to take anew like this. I'm not ready to live with a man, in this big house, with servants, and starting my life in a different direction. The whole time I am with jack I didn't harm myself once yet. Though I know he is always there, will continue to be, there for me.
I couldn't help but to think of my mom and dad. Though they certainly didn't want me there, they still could care, some what? A long time I've thought about calling them and letting them know I was alright, but that would take me away form him. It makes my heart ache with pain.
The day has finally come where we are to be wed. I spent most of the morning getting ready in the white gown women dream to be in. But this wasn't that dress.It was a Dark Victorian themed dress. I never really like to admit it but I did look astonishing in the dress. My make up and hair was done to perfection in a sense of disturbance. The last thing to top everything off was the veil, It was a beautiful dark red with a black rose pattern across the bottom frail. The group of people that helped me get ready handed me a bouquet of flowers. They wished me luck as I walked out the door to the cathedral.
