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"We shouldn't, your son is my fiancé." I whispered sounding unsure and very hostile.
He watched me carefully with his dark blue eyes before tilting his head gently to the right, the same blue eyes that had just watched me undress a couple minu...
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6 months later
I stared out the window, the venue was completely decorated and showed off Italy's mountains and colorful houses across the ocean. There were colorful flowers all across the tables, the ground, and the trees. Light purple, light pink, light yellow, light blue, and light orange were the colors we aimed for. Jules fixed my veil that fell along my back and trailed behind me, my dress was long and tight fitted, silk and strapless with two pieces of silk thrown behind my neck. It was beautiful and fit my personality perfectly,
My bridesmaids had on different light color dresses with different styles and materials, Jules wore a pretty light yellow color that fit her skin tone perfectly. She helped clip my dainty pearl necklace that had a small gold 'K' dangling from it, my acrylics were almond shape with a very light pink tip.
"You look beautiful, Talitha." She whispered while her arm hooked under my arm and laid above my shoulder, her chin pressed over her hand.
My hand crawled up and clutched hers, I could see the fresh tears in her eyes. "Thank you." I whispered.
"Are you ready?"
"Ready as I'll ever be." I replied, softly.
My bridesmaids walked out first, along with Jules. I waited a few minutes before walking out the door, my brother stood right in front with his arm in reach. He was dressed in black and white with a light yellow tie matching his wife, his hair was slick back.
His hand shot up to his forehead and he started sobbing, immediate tears once he laid eyes on me. I walked over to him, my arms wrapped around him burying my head between his neck. His hand grasped the back of my head just like he did when I was a little girl, he kissed the side of my head.
"You look so beautiful." He whispered, softly.
I smiled, it was hard not to cry but I couldn't mess up my makeup. He slowly pulled the veil over my head, his hands cupped my cheeks before pulling away. I hooked my arm with him, we walked across the hallway to the huge doors that were opened. Music started playing by an actual band that was standing in the corner, what made it even more special was that it was sleeping at last, it was the same song he had dictated to me years ago. Everyone stood up at the same time, we waited a few seconds before walking down the long aisle.
I didn't like the attention being on me, I've always hated it. My fingers dug into my brother's sleeve, everyone was watching my every move. Don't fall, don't trip, don't fall, don't trip, is what kept repeating inside my head. I stared at the floor where all the petals lay, we stopped at the beginning of the real aisle. My breathing deepened at the thought of falling here, at this moment.
I lifted my eyes at the same time Kaz turned around, and just like that every worry faded away in his eyes. His suit was white and his once long hair was now short and all his chin stubble was gone leaving him a clean cut, and the light pink flower in his front small pocket matched the ones in my bouquet. We continued walking, my eyes never left him and he didn't leave mine not even for a second.
