Me, My Curves, and I {Interracial Romance} #Wattys2017

The Celebration of Love {Part Four}

A/N: Before I start the chapter, I would have to share sad news that my Grandma's Pastor Tony passed away from cancer this week on Monday and he went on a journey to Heaven to be reunited with the Lord. Rest in peace and rest in Heaven, Pastor Tony.

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Jaelyn's POV

Right after Cecilia and Chase are declared husband and wife, our friends and families are walking to the Pasadena Hilton hotel, which only takes seven minutes. No, sweat. I walk around outside every summer.

"I remember summers like this when Stanley and I use to take Trisha, Randall, and Danny hiking and we used to walk from our old apartment in New York City to the Bryant Park, so we could do yoga." Miss Tessa recalls.

"Same here! Bernard and I used to take the kids to McDonald's for breakfast before we start doing our morning jog every Saturdays and Sundays. We used to wake the kids up at six o'clock in the morning and we jogged to Central Park until nine o'clock because we go to church every Sundays." My Mom remembers. And I remember it, too when my family and I used to go to the park to run down the hills and exercise.

"Oh, yeah! And we used to go to McDonalds before we go out to walk on the park!" Vera remembers. "We have gotta do that more often! Mom, why did you and Dad stop taking us to walks?" Kandi queries.

"We did, sweetie while you were in college and we didn't stop taking family walks until your father and I divorced." Mom reasons. I turn and give my Mom the look of confusion. "I began taking walks again after I was released from the hospital. So, divorce doesn't have to restrain you from taking walks with our family." I explain.

"That's right." Some of my friends and family members, including Danny murmurs in agreement. We arrive to the entrance of the Pasadena Hilton hotel as the guests from the church go through the doors of the hotel. The rest of us enter the venue and check our names in the guest list. The receptionist accepts us and as soon as we enter the reception, the white lights in the red scenery of the room glimmers on the dance floor. The tables are linen in beige and there are tall centerpieces of red roses covering the branches in vases that are garnished with jewels, decorating the table with plates, napkins, silverware, and the number of the table. The candles encircle around the vases on each tables illumines the wedding reception. The curtains behind the table where the bridal party will sit at, has the most beautiful ombre colors of red, coral, pink, and light pink before they transform into different colors consisting; tan, beige, cream, and light yellow.

We look for our tables in this spacious dancing ballroom and table nine involves me, Danny, Randall, Kendra, Kandi, Chris, Camille, and Brayden. Violet and Paige are sitting on their mother's laps. Also, Cousin Michelle and Luke as well as Trisha and Jackson are sitting with us, all thanks to the round table and ten chairs surrounding the table. "Hola, ladies and gentlemen!"Mariam greets with a welcoming smile and waves her hand.

"Hi, Mariam!" Everybody on the table respond in unison with an elating tone in their voices. "I just want to let you know that there is a play section for the kids to play and they can draw pictures and color books and they can definitely have a basket of goodies they can bring back home."

"Mommy, can I go?" Iris asks.

"Of course, baby, but as long—"

"Don't worry, Trisha. Mr. and Mrs. Rodriguez will watch the kids with your father and I. You and Jackson can take care of your son. " Miss Tessa informs Trisha. "Okay, Momma." Trisha gives her mother a reassuring smile before our parents walk their grandchildren to the kids section.