An Old, Rekindled Love

I'll Love You 'til the End

        That afternoon, Christina and Logan's brothers appeared in the bookstore. Christina had hugged Daysi, and apologized in tears. Daysi accepted the apology with laughs and smiles. Nothing could've ruined her mood. The news of the wedding spread, and the invitations were sent out to everyone important to them. Logan made Carlos his Best Man, and Daysi declared Arielle the Maid of Honor, and Eli, Kaylee, and her younger sisters, Kaylie and Valerie, would be the bridesmaids. The flower girl would be Logan's brother's (David) little girl. She was a shy one around people, but always brightened up when David was around. She was, no doubt, daddy's little angel. The ring bearer would be Daysi's sister's (Kaylie) son. He was sweet and well-behaved, but could be sneaky when he felt like it. To top it all off, one of Daysi and Logan's old friends, Diego, would be the "priest" for the wedding. Diego had always been a funny guy, so Daysi looked forward to hearing how he'd make the two say "I do".

        For the attire, Arielle insisted that her dress be pink. Daysi let her be, but the bridesmaids dresses were a sunflower yellow, as well as the flower girl dress. All girls would also be wearing cowgirl boots to match the country-like theme of the wedding. As expected, Daysi's dress was the most beautiful. It was a traditional white with a sweetheart neckline. The top was strapless and fitted like a corset, and the bottom  was lace and puffy with studded decor. During the fitting, Arielle had squealed like a little girl.

"You look fabulous!" Arielle ran up to Daysi barefoot engulfing her in one of her famous hugs.

"You look nice, Days." Daysi and Arielle almost chocked on their champagne while talking when Chad commented from his seat. (Chad and Arielle had been the only two at Daysi's dress fitting. Everyone else wanted to be surprised.) 

        Arielle quickly recovered, dabbing her face with a cloth and walking over to help Daysi. "Well that's not something you here from Chad every day. I should put this in my calender,"

        Chad scoffed and got up to help the two girls with their spilled champagne by finishing both their half empty glasses. "Shut up, Arielle. You do hear it every day." Chad mocked Arielle with a smirk as she blushed. He was right. Arielle always received a compliment from him, whether it was over the phone or in person, and Chad never missed a day. 

        Daysi admired their moment, but was interrupted when Arielle quickly tuned out the romance, and began chatting about what food would be served at the reception; She'd be making the lemon, raspberry-filled cake, but won't be eating it.(Lemon cake brought back bad memories.)  Mid-conversation, Daysi gave Chad a sad glance, but he just smiled and waved a small gray box at her bringing a smile to Daysi's face as well. 

        "Hey Days? Are you listening? I'm freaking out here! Why lemon anyways? You know this means i won't taste it." Arielle crossed her arms and began to pout.

        Daysi laughed and placed her hand on Arielle's arm affectionately. "I'm sure i'll love it anyways." 

        "Fine, then i'm gonna need you to sign a contract that says i'm not responsible for anything that goes wrong."

        "Deal." They shook on it. Although Daysi was sure Arielle was joking, she signed a contract a day later.

        "This is completely unnecessary." Daysi finished her signature with a flourish and handed it to Arielle.

        "I won't take any chances."

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        On the day of the wedding, Daysi was stress free. Stress no bueno. She kept repeating the same thing to herself over and over in her head, and it surprisingly worked. She patiently sat in a chair in front of a mirror while Arielle fixed Daysi's hair into a bun with a few curls intentionally hanging on the sides. Arielle was singing some of her old favorite songs, and it soothed Daysi in a way.(Even though Arielle enjoyed punk rock, she still loved many slower songs)