I was so scared I felt like I had to throw up. "It's okay, B" my mom told me. "I know, but I'm scared" I told her. She looked down at me as I looked at the mirror.
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"B, do you love y/nn?" She asked me. "Of course I do" I said. "Then you would go through with it. You have to be strong for her" she told me.
𝕾𝖍𝖊'𝖘 𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙. 𝕴 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖉𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘.
I stood up and walked out to the aisle. I smiled, seeing y/n. She had her hair in a bun, wearing a purple dress with golden hairpieces to match the theme.
I grabbed her hand once I reached her.
ㄚ/几
I smiled, seeing Bianca. She looks so beautiful in her wedding dress. Her hair even looks beautiful. "You look beautiful" I told her. She smiled.
"Thanks y/nn" she told me. The wedding started and the preacher spoke as Bianca and I looked at each other adoringly.
"Speak now or forever hold your peace" he said. We waited and my face frowned up, making Bianca look at me in concern as the door opened.
Guess who it was....
丂卂丂卄卂.
"I object" Sasha said. I rolled my eyes. "Of course you do" I said sarcastically. Bianca held back a laugh, smiling. "Can you please leave?
You're disrupting our wedding" I said. "Why should I? You need to get your wife" she said. I instantly turned to her silently and punched her so hard her jaw broke.
Bianca looked at me with a smirk when I turned back to her. "Look at who held her own" she said. I laughed as we got back to it. We kissed once the wedding was over.
"I love you, y/n" she told me. "I love you too, Bianca y/ln" I told her.
