Big day

"Does it have to be like this, madam?"

"Zwetta." Anne said Zwetta's name softly. "Have you forgotten what Mommy said earlier?"

Zwetta immediately lowered her head with cheeks already bright red. 

"You two are officially married in the country, but still you have to get married before God, back when Mommy married Daddy it was the same as today. Only the people closest to us attended our wedding at that time, even though the wedding was extraordinarily beautiful and very memorable. That's why Mommy wants you and Christian to have those beautiful memories," said Anne softly, as soft as the movement of her hand that was touching Zwetta who had just finished being made up by the make-up artist called by Suri. "You are very beautiful my child."

Zwetta's eyes hazel filled with tears, the soft words that came from Anne's lips really made her chest warm. Never having felt a mother's love made Zwetta so carried away at this moment.