Bonus chapter 1

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{Beverly}

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{Beverly}

The wedding

"OMG, YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED?" Jan bursted the room open, clutching his stomach as he laughed hysterically. Did Gracy pee on pumpkin again?

Aurora hit the back of his head making him slow down. He lets out one last chuckle before popping himself on the couch.

"Evie, your man is so much of an idiot. He almost fainted, he's that nervous." I quickly stand up from my makeup chair, going to check if he's okay but before I could open the door, Jan pulls me back

"He's fine, Leon slapped him quite a bit. He said he never got a chance to hit him so he took one now." He explained making me feel bad for pumpkin.

He doesn't deserve it. It's okay! I'll take care of him.

"You guys are evil" I frown as vera fixed my hair.

EKK IM GETTING MARRIED.

One last time, I take a look at myself in the mirror, smiling at myself. After all these years, I'm finally happy. Happy with him, happy because of him

"Come on telly tubs it's time" Jan held out his hand for me which I gladly took. He smiled kissing my hairline as he the doors opened.

"You look so pretty baby sis" I give him a thankful smile as we walked down the aisle.

I lifted my head up very slightly to look at my husband, and woah!
He looked so hot.

He stood there in an all black Armani suit with his hair neatly brushed. He had the bracelet I made for him in his wrist along with his Rolex watch. Nikolai skipped his earring today but his rings and chain were still present.

But his face, I giggle watching as he wipes his tears and runs down the aisle. I stop at a distance opening my arms for him,

He wipes his tears again as he wraps his arms around me , twirling me a little

"You look so beautiful, malyshka" he whispered in my ear before pecking my forehead.

"Yo! Go back to your place before I whoop your ass. Don't spoil my sweetheart's entry" Ivon yelled at him in a frivolous way.

He lifted his hands in surrender and went to stand back at his place.

As I reach him, he holds my veil for me . When he was sure that I was stood comfortably, he leaves it and grabs my hands, circling them.

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