Epilogue

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5 years later

Melany's pov

Tears spring to my eyes as I look into the mirror.

The perfect white dress, the perfect veil, the perfect bouquet and the perfect husband waiting at the alter.

"Don't cry," Allison said as she fanned her face with her hands, "you're going to make me cry."

"I don't understand why you are not crying," I said as I straightened her dress from the back "you're getting married."

"I know," she said as if she just realized what's happening today and then she started bawling her eyes out.

"No!" I yelled, "tissues!" I shouted in Rosalie's direction, she threw me one of the five boxes of tissue's and I immediately pressed five underneath her eyes. "You're make up looks perfect, don't mess it up."

"Well you made her cry" Rosalie laughed as she walked up with a glass of water. The three of us laughed and sniffled and pressed tissues under our eyes to stop our tears from ruining our make up.

Allison and Rosalie met each other at nursing school, the two of them became really close and I couldn't have been happier for Allison. She had a hard time getting along with the people at her school the first few weeks.

Nobody took her seriously because she looked 'to pretty' to be consider smart. Those people were a bunch of first class A- holes.

However, Rosalie didn't get along with the rest as well because of the exact same reason. She's a 5'8 beautiful girl with the prettiest dark brown eyes and auburn, silky, long hair.

"You two look so pretty" Allison smiled when she stopped crying, "dark green suits the both of you so well."

Allison and Reggy decided on a dark green and white theme, it had a light and dark contrast which represented the journey they had together to get to this point. And Allison said that it matched the season. She has always wanted a winter wedding.

The green silk dresses she picked out for Rosalie are gorgeous but I wont deny that they are a little cold for the time of year. But I absolutely love how they look on us, they look equally as gorgeous on the both of us.

"Thank you" I smiled and I went to kiss her on the cheek but Rosalie stuck her hand between my lips and Allison's cheek.

"Red lipstick" she looked at me and smiled playfully.

"Do you want a kiss then?"

"No thank you" she smiled politely as she backed up slightly.

I got up and slowly walked in her direction, "too bad."

I lunged for her and wrapped my arms around her before she could get too far and I attacked her cheek with kisses, a red smudge of lipstick prints formed on her cheek and the room filled with laughs and giggles.

The ringing of my phone caught my attention and I remembered the show I so desperately tried to get my mind off. I hate leaving projects of mine in someone else's hands and the fact that someone's calling me right now can't be good.

"I grabbed my phone off the bed in the hotel room we stayed in over night and read the name. Stephanie. Oh no.

I answered the phone, put it to my ear and walked out into the hall on my bare feet.

"What is it?" I answered as the sound of rustling, talking and squeaking of clothing racks reached my ear.

"I didn't want to call you but Aliyah and Sofia are fighting about the outfits you picked out for them."

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