Tired of the Bruises

bonus epilogue

This is a bonus epilogue since I got 10K!

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"Oh my god! You look beautiful!" Savannah compliments me.

It is my wedding day. Savannah is my maid of honor, Laura, Chloe, and Mary (Jason's girlfriend) are my bridesmaids. Mary has became a very close friend of mine and her and Jason make a wonderful pair.

"You too! I can't believe this day is finally here!" I squeal.

Savannah and Brayden are having there wedding two weeks after Luke and I get back from our honeymoon to Aruba.

"And in three weeks, we are both going to be married women!" We both start squealing loudly.

"Okay, the wedding is about to start. Savannah and the bridesmaids, follow me. You guys are ready," My wedding planner informs me.

"Thanks," I tell her with a nervous smile.

"You'll do great," Mary gives me a tight hug and follows the other girls out of the room.

My mom's husband, Mark, walks into the changing room. "You

ready?" He asks me

"I suppose," I sigh.

Before Mark can say another word, the wedding planner saunters in. "You are ready to walk."

I take a deep breath and slip my arm into Mark's.

"Don't trip, don't trip," I repeatedly mutter to myself.

"That's a good motto," Mark jokes.

We are walking out of my little changing room, and I am wearing my wedding dress and Mark is wearing a black tux.

My dress is a white silk with a sweetheart neckline. On the left hip, there is a beaded design and it flows all the way to the ground. In my opinion, it was the most beautiful dress I had ever seen.

The bridesmaid dresses were all different colors. Savannah's was a pastel purple, Laura's was a pastel blue, Chloe's was pastel pink, and Mary's was pastel green. They were all an a-line neckline and went a little above their knees.

Deep gasps sound from around the room as Mark and I walk in. He is walking me down the aisle. The preacher says something to him, but I am not paying any attention. I am just looking at Luke and he is looking at me.

Mark pecks my cheek when the preacher is done speaking and he sits down next to my mother in the front row. I take my place standing in front of Luke and I hand Savannah my bouquet of light pink roses. Luke and I take each other's hands.

The preacher once again starts speaking, but I tune him out unless her tells me to repeat something after him.

"I do," I hear Luke say. I see a tear here and there flow down his cheeks, but he quickly wipes them away.

Before I know it, it is my turn. "I do," I repeat. Luke slips the ring on my left finger under my engagement ring and I put the silver band of love on Luke's left finger.

***

The reception was as fun as the wedding. I changed my shoes to some comfortable flats so my feet wouldn't throb anymore.

My mother started crying and that made me cry, and that made Savannah cry, and that made pretty much everyone else cry as well.

This day was by far the best say of my life.

Now, off to Aruba.