The wedding day was May 24 , four weeks from today. Brandon called his family to tell him the news. They were all shocked , asking him loads of questions. That same day , we were trying to find out where we were gonna have this wedding. We decided that it was gonna be in this big , fancy building in France .it is white in the inside. The colors were white and light blue so it was perfect.
I finished the seating chart and the center pieces for the tables. I got blue carnations from a flower shop to also put as a center piece. I already got a wedding dress the week after Brandon asked me to marry him. It was a white dress with a sweetheart neckline , Aline with a little bit of poofyness ,flowy, with layers with diamonds around the waist.
We were at home sitting on the couch watching tv, when Brandon asked me why he had never met my parents. I told him that he shouldn't worry about it. Hoping he would drop the subject, he asked again adding no secrets. I started to tear up looking at him, I told him that I could tell my family couldn't handle my condition and so I ran away and never looked back. I left the room to go to the bathroom to wipe my tears. Brandon sat on the couch wondering why he had done what he had done and then followed me into the bathroom. He said that he sorry that he asked . I told him that it was ok and don't worry about it.
