To Be Mine (Editing)

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

As I was enjoying the wonders of motherhood after Brett had to go back to college, I also had to juggle my own college. On one particular night I had an essay to write for my Art History class on Vincent Van Gogh, but Olivia just wanted attention.

She kept crying, and after I’d fed her, changed her and cuddled her she still wouldn’t stop. I finally had Kathy come and take her, and by the time I finished my essay it was after eleven.

After I went to check on Olivia asleep in her room, I texted Brett. I sent him another picture of our month old angel, as I had been everyday since he’d left.

I got ready for bed myself and read a few pages of a Nicholas Sparks book before finally falling asleep.

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The arrangements for the wedding were all set, and all the final exams were taken when Brett finally got to come back to Chicago.

I no longer had to wake up every time Olivia cried during the night. Instead, Brett would take care of our baby for me. I got more sleep than I had been, and I actually had time to myself. I couldn’t wait to be married to the love of my life and in an apartment of our own, instead of being cramped up living with Kathy.

Brett and my parents both chipped in to buy us the apartment we’d wanted: a penthouse overlooking Chicago, with five large bedrooms and six bathrooms. Two would be for guests; Brett and I wanted at least one more kid.

We never spoke of Oliver. It hurt to much to think about, let alone talk. I couldn’t help but cry silent tears as I rocked Olivia to sleep every night, thinking about what I would be doing if I had to take care of her brother as well.

Besides that, our future was slowly falling into place, and it felt great.

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Our wedding tied for the best day of my life, with Olivia’s birth.

It was a beautiful day. The wedding was held in Destin on the beach, and was more than I could have imagined.

I woke up at eight in the morning, and took a long, relaxing shower, and then met Ali and Kathy for breakfast. I ate light, not wanting to be bloated or get a stomach ache. After that, the girls took me to pick up my shoes. They were beautiful white Jimmy Choos, that would sadly be hidden by the dress, but at least I knew they were there.

Around noon, I met my hairdresser and makeup artist at Brett’s house, which had been used as the place everyone got ready. My future mother-in-law had put together three full length mirrors so I could look at myself in different angles.

Someone turned on relaxing music before I sat down in a vanity chair, closing my eyes as my hair and face were worked on. An hour later, I was allowed to look ay myself in the mirrors.

My cheeks were highlighted with a light blush; my eye shadow was perfect for my blue eyes. Lipstick stuck to my lips, making them look full. Mascara made my eyelashes look forever long. My skin had a glow to it.

My hair was curled in spirals. It was intricately pinned up, with random loose curls framing my face. Overall, I looked like I had just walked out of a Dolce and Gabbana ad, and that was just my features.

I quickly slipped into my shoes and dress, while Kathy and Ali put on their flowy yellow bridesmaid dresses. I grabbed my bouquet of white and yellow tulips as the ceremony started.

Ali walked down the aisle first, with one of Brett’s friends, Hunter, who I had apparently met long ago but I didn’t remember him. Kathy walked down a moment later, her arm hooked in Brennan’s arm, the Maid of Honor and the Best Man. I couldn’t help but smirk at the way Kathy was checking Brennan out.