The Wedding
The rays of the sun shone through the room as the bride and groom were behind standing nervously while staring at themselves in the mirror.
“This is happening,”
“It’s becoming real, Maliah,” Mandy said, shaking her hands nervously, while Maliah helped her fix her veil. it was designed with pearls on it and as she placed it on her head it brushed down her hair.
“You are the most beautiful bride,” Maliah’s eyes got teary from saying that and Mandy felt the warmth from her words, before hugging her.
“Do not dare cry! Cause you look like a star, so shine like one,” Maliah added and hugged her tightly before disengaging from it.
“I love you so much,” Mandy said truthfully smiling, and Maliah whispered it back, using her handkerchief to dry her eyes.
“You are a mess. Crying on my wedding day,” Mandy rolled her eyes, and Maliah laughed when Mandy’s mom walked in.
“I’ll leave you two,” she tapped my shoulder while I went back to sitting on the chair beside the dressing table, and I breathed out…
“Hi Mrs. Rodgers, “Mandy greeted and walked away, shutting the door behind her.
“You look like an angel,” Mom said, and stood in front of me, staring into my eyes.
“I don’t know what to say, or how to start,” she laughed while Mandy looked at her, wondering what this was about.
“Mom? Are you okay? Is everything fine?” She asked concerned, noticing the tears in her mother’s eyes.
“Everything is perfect. Nothing can go wrong today, ’cause it’s my daughter’s biggest day in the world,” she smiled, while Mandy did the same…
“Well, you would have another big day aside from this. Like having your baby,” she held her hands smiling at her, while Mandy nodded in agreement…
“I know I have told you this before, I just want to put it out here again. Open your heart to this relationship, and put in your best,” she said to her.
“I know I failed. I know I wasn’t a perfect example, but I promise you this. Love is such a beautiful thing if you open your heart to it,”
“I have a good feeling about you and Christian and I might be the last person you want to hear this from cause I’m sure you don’t care about my opinions anymore, but you both definitely make such a wonderful couple,” she rubbed her chin looking into the eyes of her daughter who has grown up right in front of her as memories flashed through her minds.
“I’m sorry for being a failure, Mandy. I’m sorry that I made you feel weak and unable to fight because I didn’t fight. I’m sorry I stayed stuck in a cage I didn’t want to have anything to do with.” She paused…
“I am so sorry for everything, I hope one day you realize that it was my naive thinking of protecting you. You had such a wonderful future, and even if it was hard on you for not being a male child, I knew that staying with your father would secure you with training and everything you needed to grow into this successful woman,” she bit her lips realizing she had a misconception about the whole situation…
“Mom, why didn’t you say anything?” She questioned, almost in tears but immediately used her hands to blow air into her eyes stopping it from falling.
“There was no need for that. I know soon your mother-in-law is going to be your favorite mom, and you will probably forget about me cause I was terrible at being a mom. But it’s okay, I understand, ’cause as long as you are happy here, then I’m happy,” she said while Mandy shook her head, stopping the tears from rolling down.
“There’s nobody that could take your place in my life, Mom. No way would I let that happen. So please know that I love you so much and do only what makes you happy because I am going to be happy here,” she told her, even though a part of her couldn’t be certain about that, but she said it with such certainty that it gave her mother relief…
“I love you so much,” her mom whispered. “And I love you too, a lot,” she whispered back while the doors opened abruptly making a loud thud, as they disengaged from the hug.
“You have to get ready, it’s time to walk down the aisle,” Mandy rushed in with Mrs. Reigns gasped, staring at her immediately as she sat down in my seat.
“Mandy,” her dad called in an almost teary tone, he was stunned staring at his once little girl who is all grown now…
“Dad?” She called in a question tone.
“Mr. Rogers, are you ready?” The guy who seemed to be the event planner called his attention.
“Give me a moment with my daughter, I’ll be out in a jiffy,” he pulled her aside and gave her a tight hug, before kissing her forehead and staring at her.
“You’re here?” She smiled at him…Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.
“Yes, ’cause I have to walk you down the aisle. I would be holding your hands,” he got a bit emotional and breathed out deeply, while she laughed lightly.
“I know we don’t see eye to eye, but I’ll be making the official news that you are in charge of my entire business, and you make all the final say as I retire from it,” she gasped in shock, stunned by the words that came out from his mouth, while she looked at him astonished and finding it a bit difficult to believe him.
“Why? All of a sudden you have a change of heart, and aren’t going to pressure me again,” she looked at him a bit doubtful.
“This is no game. Everything now belongs to you and I could never be prouder of having my girl child,” she hugged him tightly, and squealed like a child,
“Don’t get emotional, I want to see you with your best smile. I invited my friends over and a few people from the company,” when the knock on the door interrupted them…
“It’s time,” the event planner yelled…
“Well I guess it’s time to walk you down the aisle,” he spoke and held her hands while they both walked out of the room…
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The groom stood tall on the altar in his perfectly fitted tailor suits which complemented his physique. His face moved to his bride who was approaching him now at the altar looking so adorned and beautiful while walking gracefully with her father beside her.
The ceremony began, and the fear and nervousness did not leave their gaze. Their eyes locked while exchanging their vows and the rings. Their body trembled at the realization that it was done, and at that moment the the priest said the words “You may kiss your bride,”