It's officially been a week and here I am, sat behind my vanity desk with Maria helping me do my makeup as my anxiety got the best of me, and every possible bad thought came to mind.
'Oh, he doesn't want you anymore.'
'This dress makes you look horrid.'
'Jonah's only using you for your body.'
'He'll divorce you the second he's done with you.'
I had been so lost in these thoughts that I hadn't even noticed Maria gently pushing at my shoulder, trying to catch my attention with my finished hair and makeup.
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"Sorry, Maria." Once I finally looked, it was stunning. My hair was delicately curled and pinned back into a bun accessorized with small flower buds. My eyes shimmered with gold and bronze, fluttering lashes and a thin line of eyeliner completed it all. I had a light gloss covering my lips, making them appear plump. "Wow. I look- "
"Stunning." I turned, seeing my mom and Logan walk in with Bella in her tiny flower girl dress. She's of course not old enough to walk down the aisle and throw petals yet but she still looks adorable. "Hi baby, mommy missed you." I watched her coo as my mother passed her to me, I kissed her tiny button nose before gently rocking her. "Thank you, Maria and Logan. And you especially Mami. I love you all so much." We gave one last group hug before my mom and Logan left with Bella to their seats.
Maria stayed behind, helping me squeeze into my dress and zip it up before placing my heels onto my feet.
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