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Time Jump | 8 Months Later

"Two more weeks to go."

Fergal said as I smiled.

"Yep."

I said as I rested my head on him. Everything was set for the wedding. Even the dress. It was a lot easier then I thought and I got the most beautiful dress.

"I can't wait to make you Mrs. Devitt again."

Fergal said with a smile.

"And I can't wait to be Mrs. Devitt again."

I said as I kissed him. My legs have been getting a lot better and my goal was to be able to walk for the wedding. I made Fergal stay back from going to the physical therapist with me so he didn't see the progress I was making.

"Are you ever going to show me what you've been working on at physical therapy?"

Fergal asked.

"Soon, baby. Soon."

I said with a smile.

"Ugh! I don't wanna wait any longer!"

He groaned.

"Too bad."

I said with a smile.

"You're lucky I love you."

Fergal said as he kissed me.

"Whatever, loser."

I said.

"Okay, Squish."

Fergal said as he rolled his eyes.

"Love you!"

"I love you too."

Fergal said as he kissed me.

Mandy's POV

"They're getting married in two weeks? It's perfect. Pamela will never underestimate me again. Well, she won't have the chance to underestimate me. Cause it's time for Pamela to fucking die."