𝑭𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆 (wedding pt.1)

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Very quick authors note!!

The wedding chapter is here!!! I've had the Pinterest boards made for over half a year now...(I always knew these two would get their wedding somehow) I put some photos below to give you all a better idea how the two of them look, as always, feel free to imagine something else if you don't like it.

(My Spotify is on my profile, there is a wedding playlist made which is now public, I'm posting this as 4am so I will clean it up and fix it when I get sleep. 🙏)

Diana

Natalie

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Natalie

-Natalie's POV-

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-Natalie's POV-

The makeup artist hands me a mirror and I look at my reflection while the hair stylist behind me focuses on my hair, I didn't want anything too extra...I just went for my usual dark red lip with a darker eye. Now that I'm looking at it all, it looks better than what I was expecting. These false lashes are a pain in the ass though, I'm not a fan of them in the slightest.

I pull my off the shoulder shirt up slightly, my boobs are suffocating in this—the top is showing some cleavage...It has a heart shaped neckline and it is off the shoulders, there is mesh covering a small section of my arm that's connected to the top but I know Diana will adore this for very obvious reasons.

"You look hot, Snow—"

"Shut up, Tatum." I cut her off, fixing my white suit pants as I stand. The hair stylist walks around me quickly and I suck a small breath in—I'm trying. I really am. I don't want to be an asshole especially towards the makeup artist and hair stylist because they truly are amazing but I have been told to do a million and one things the last few hours and I'm beginning to go insane.

"Finished." The hair stylist tells me, spraying some hair spray onto my dark hair which is tightly tied back. I shut my eyes for a second so I don't end up blinded by the spray.

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