Wedding

Storms Pov:

I was only five and a half. I just fought kidney cancer and was recovering well from the treatment and transplant. I don't remember when was the last time I smiled without someone forcing me to do it.

I was walking down the hallway of the mansion where the wedding was taking place when i saw my mom pacing. She was mumbling to herself. I figured she was probably having cold feet. So, I walked over and tried to calm her down.

“Mommy, are you alright. You don't look to good,” I asked with worry.

“Oh, baby. I am fine. Mamma is just nervous,” my mother replied.