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Watching from afar has become my new way of life. Watching my friends be happy, watching my peers live in a blissful ignorance, and watching my family watch me wither away.
Being diagnosed with cancer was a painful punch to the gut, a wa...
A/N - I have to say I am completely overwhelmed with the response to this book!!!! I took a little break (hence why I haven't responded to comments), but this book has gotten more attention than I honestly ever thought it would!! So thank you from the bottom of my heart, and I promise I'll start up my other books again! In the mean time enjoy another bonus chapter :)))))
———— Leena's POV
My heart is pounding so loud I swear everyone around me can hear it. They all lounge on the fancy sofas, talking about anything and everything; feeling nothing but complete excitement for what is to come.
I vaguely hear my mom call my name, asking for my attention. No doubt about something there's no way I could focus on right now. Instead I find solace in the washroom, dragging my big gown behind me as I wish deeply I wasn't wearing such beautiful makeup so I could splash cold water on my face.
As I lean on the sink, forcing deep breathes to travel as far down as they could possibly go, a knock resonates through the room, the distinct sound of Dylan's hand will never go unnoticed by me.
"Lee?" He calls out as I study my reflection in the mirror. My wild dark hair as grown out almost to my bellybutton, and I haven't found the courage to cut it again.
The hairstylist, Eddie, as somehow managed to tame it in a brilliant braided up-do, making me look more elegant than I ever have before.
"Yeah, Dyl?" I call back, already knowing what he's about to say next.
"Open the door." He replies as my own brown eyes pierce my reflection.
I do as he says, stepping back once the doors open so he doesn't step on my dress.
"You're stunning, Lee." My brother says almost breathlessly, as he takes in the beautiful gown I managed to find.
The top has a modest, yet deep cut showing a hint of cleavage as the white fabric is littered with little flowers. The diamond studded belt clenches my waist before the A-line skirt branches out into a nude colour, the flowers fading about half way down.
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"Thanks." I say with a genuine smile, my nerves subsiding for half a second. "You look handsome, I have to say."
He rolls his eyes at my teasing tone as he adjusts the sleeves to his tuxedo.
"I know I do." He replies with a smirk. "Now why are you hiding away in here? Are you having second thoughts?"
"No of course not." I respond without a second thought. "It's just a little overwhelming, I guess. And it's hard not knowing how he's doing while I'm a crumbling mess."
"You know exactly how he's doing, Lee. I just came from their suite and he can't wipe the stupid smile off of his face. It's almost disgusting."
"Stop." I answer with a smile and roll of my eyes, my nerves slowly dissipating.
