Fast forward a few days.
"Ok so what's gonna happen is the minister is gonna walk in first , then the groom and the groomsmen followed by his parents and then an usher with the brides mom. Then the bridesmaids will walk in and then everyone will stand for the grand entrance of the bride and her father. Let's do a walkthrough" the wedding coordinator rambled out. " I'll stand in for the minister." She said and walked through. " alright then Mr Hiddleston you'll walk next then you men..." she kept taking but I began to tune her out. I was to busy trying to figure out how to get out of this. I mean sure James and I have gotten close but neither of us wants this. "Now the bride, with her father make their entrance!" The wedding planner said.
After the rehearsal was finished everybody went into the dining hall and enjoyed a nice dinner.
The next day I woke up to both moms bouncing with excitement in my room.
"Are you excited Lisa?!!" James's mom asked.
"Yes!" I say with a fake smile as I hug her.
My parents came in next to see how I was doing. While I went to got change they stood together and chatted about how beautiful the setup was and how cool it was that I wanted to get married on the beach.
" ok Lis you can do this, just go up there say I do and that's it! It doesn't matter that neither of you truly love each other. You can do this. Everything will be ok!"
After my pep talk I finished dressing and walked out to the parents. While James's mom began to do my hair everyone else In the room gushed about how pretty my gown was.
When Mrs Hiddleston swiveled my chair to the Mirror I was stunned with how beautiful she did my makeup. It was very light no eyeliner or mascara just light eyeshadow and gloss and of course a little cover up. After I recovered both moms came over to me with my veil which had a small tiara built in to it.
"You look absolutely amazing my babygirl , you're gonna make James fall in Love be all over again."
" thank you."
"We'll give you a moment." My dad said.
Omg omg omg omg I cant do this. I just can't. What was I thinking? We don't even want to get married. I can't do this to James. I can't do this to myself!!
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General FictionYou work for me and unless you want to be out of a job you will go and do what I say. Do you understand? he hollered. I don't care if I work for you I am a Private secretary my job description is to manage your day, take phone calls , go to meetings...
