HAPPILY EVER AFTER
TIARA
I was a nervous wreck.
“Stand still, girl, so I can fix this veil” Mara screamed as I was literally fidgeting in my chair.
“I am trying so you stop nagging me!”
“How is my little beautiful daughter?”
My mother poked her head through the door with a smile that seemed bigger than her face.
“How can she be, Mrs. A, a bag of nerves and she’s got me all worked up too?”
“Oh, my baby, you are so beautiful!”
My mother’s words softened my heart. When I looked in the mirror, I found she was right. I never thought of myself as a beautiful woman, but now I could say that with certainty.
And the thought that Vincent was waiting for me at the altar filled my heart with the kind of love and happiness I never thought could exist.
We had the ceremony and the party in the garden of his house. It was the best choice. I could see everything from the balcony.