Wedding Day

"Oh my God, I' going to throw up." I said as my mother fanned me, as my makeup artist tried to tap my sweat away, "I'm so nervous. What if I fall? What if I forget my vows? What if I make s complete fool ut of my self? What if he realizes half way through his vows that he doesn't even like me?"

"Mija." Said my mother sternly in an attempt to calm me down, and I felt as I was going to faint.

"Here. Eat this." Said Miss Angelina feeding me a piece of her sandwich, and I took a small bite.

"You need to get a hold of your nerves, for you and Emilio are practically married already. This is just a formality and no more. There is no way under the sun that you can mess this up. This is your day. Enjoy it and make it memorable."

"How is she doing?" Asked my father coming into the room.

"Not so good. How is Emilio?"