What happens when your entire world falls apart? When clouds become dark, and you watch as the once beautiful sky gets torn in half?
Roselyn Jones. The girl who was lucky enough to find her true love. At least, that's what everyone said. But... true...
You know, I wonder what a sane person would do in my situation. Would they be rational? Would they get up and run? Because boy! I'm definitely not a sane person.
I look to Drake, and to him (and kinda my) Mom, and to Steven, and finally, to Jackson whose jaw was probably about to fall off of his face.
And then... I went hysterical. I literally fell over laughing.
"Is she okay?" I hear Drake whisper to Mom.
"I don't know, Dear," she replies.
After a few minutes, I quiet down and just lie on the plush carpet underneath me.
I shoot up and run to the bathroom as my breakfast and dinner from last come up my throat.
I feel Drake pulling my hair up and rubbing circles on my back as I throw up into the toilet.
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"Are you okay?" Mom questions for the forth time in two minutes.
I chuckle. "I'm fine. It's like shifter's hangover," I tell her. "That's what happens when you haven't shifted in 7 years."
"7..." Her voice fades as she understands the deeper meaning.
I shrug and offer her a smile.
"Are you sure you don't need anything?" Mom asks again.
"I'm fine!" I laugh. "I promise. Go on, Drake and I have loads to do!" The day of the wedding has finally arrive and I had to get to the gazebo and put some final touches on the wedding.
Mom laughs and puts her hands up in surrender. "Fine, fine! I'm going!"
I smirk and push her out the door. Drake locked the door behind us.
I waved to Mom as she pulled out of the driveway, reluctantly going over to see her to be daughter-in-law.
I sigh. "Okay, kid. Let's go finish this wedding."
