"Girls... Girls... Ladies!" Rebekah shouts towards the five girls that have were frantically running around the room. "We have to put our dresses on before my dear sister can put hers on, so get a move on!"
Yes, today is my wedding day. The day I finally get married to the man of my dreams. Cliche, believe me I know. He is though, truly. The father of my first born, my bestfriend, and my love. Nothing will be better than this day, expect for the birth of Archie, who is hanging out with his dad for the day until the wedding then he goes with Caroline.
Once all of the girls shimmied their way into the dresses, and put the finishing touches on their look, Beks pushed me into the changing room to get into mine. It's been about a month since I've put it on and it's even more beautiful than I first saw it. The lace was pressed to prefection and was hung up against a frosted window to show it in all of it's glory.
I took off my robe, and grabbed the dress off of the hanger gently so not to crease it. I started to slide the dress off of my body and put my arms carefully into the sleeves. The back was covered in buttons, so I had to call Rebekah in to help. "Beks! Come button me up!"
She comes into the room, once she looks at me her jaw drops. "Even more beautiful than I imagined!" She rushes over to me, and starts rambaling on about the dress, I put my hands her her shoulders to stop her. "Rebekah, Button me up so I can get married".
For the first time in her life, she nods her head and circles around to the back of me. It doesn't take her long to tell me that she's finished. Once she was done with the dress, she grabs the cathedral length veil out of the garment bag it was in and pins it into my hair to let it cascade down.
She pats my shoulder, "Turn around sister, see how stunning you are".
I do as she says and turn around to look in the grand mirror behind me. My hair flowed down my shoulders in waves, one side of my hair pinned behind my ear. My dress, oh.... the dress. It hugged my body, and fell down at just the right point. I glance over to Rebekah, who noddedd her head at me as if to read my mind, agreeing with my thoughts.
"Let's get you married sister"
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I walk down the hallway to meet Elijah and Niklaus, whom I dictated to walk me down the isle. They both turn around as they hear my heels clicking on the hard wood floors. Elijah's eyes start glimering with tears, and Niklaus just smiles brightly at me.
