Prologue

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|De'Ann POV|

Yes, today is wedding day and was it a crazy day for me. Today my cousin will be a wife. Today my cousin will now share her life with her love. And damn, was this dress itchy as hell. Elizabeth looked so beautiful starting from her hair to her dress. It was all beautiful. She was not only lucky, but also a blessed women. My cousin was becoming the wife to the famous rapper, Daniel Simmons. I can remember it now, the day we were little and we made a pact to be buddies no matter what happened. Yes, Elizabeth and I have had some bad times, but we stuck it out. That's why I love her and she has my blessings. Here comes the bride and the beginning of my cousin's life, but also mine. Today and always, my cousin is a beautiful black women. Oh, gosh. I need to hold back these water works. Damn, I need a drink. This gone be awhile. :)
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|Elizabeth's POV|

This was a honey sweet dream. Everything I could ever fantasize and more. In a few more seconds, I would be Elizabeth Lauren Simmons. It was all surreal. Prince had just finished performing "Diamonds & Pearls" & "Purple Rain", for that was the theme of the wedding. Diamonds, pearls, and all shades of purple!

I was so intriguingly warped in the matter, that I even had my hair dip dyed lilac and violet. Some say that's untraditional and dowdy. Literally. I heard a handful of the older guests snort and scoff their disapproval. However, their opinions are irrelevant especially when they are basically receiving a free, elegant dinner and show.

I saunter down the royal velt aisle, as both of my arms are interlocked with my lovely mother/maid of honor's and my long-lost brother, Richard's whilst Babyface & my idol, Mariah Carey tears up, "Every Time I Close My Eyes".

In less than a minutes time, I would say, "I do."

I wish this could last forever. This is so bitter sweet.

At the sight of Daniel, my heart almost undergoes palpitations, it hammers so fast. The nerves are stinging like a swarm of the sappiest bees. Tears lick the back of my eyes.

Do NOT cry. Don't cry. You're going to ruin your makeup!

Daniel looks dastardly perfect, all dappled down in his crisp Armani suit. His curls lie perfectly in a silky little nest, and his edge up was one done by God Himself!

He is flawless. Utterly flawless. His handsome beauty was somewhat intimidating at the moment. His appearance was humbly flamboyant. And for a second in time, I feel unworthy of- him. But then, when he catches my tentative gaze and smiles lovingly... I know...

I know I want to spend the rest of my life with him.

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