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Isobel hadn't really been that nervous when she had been up in the suite. Not when she was distracted by stuff like her hair, and not creasing her dress. But now that they were stood just outside of the room where the ceramony would be happening. Oh boy. The nerves kicked in. She couldn't even remember being this nervous about her previous marriage. That was slightly worrying, but that was okay. She knew that she loved Wesley, and she knew he loved her. Everything would be fine, and in a few short minutes they would be man and wife. That would be a very exciting moment. She just needed to get through the walking down the aisle bit. And the father bit. Talking about her father. He looked rather interested in that painting over there.
Luckily the wedding planner was now ushering him over, just as the wedding march began. At least they could get this over and done with before her father combusted. "Just try to look happy Dad..." She mused, trying not to order him, just as the doors opened. Thoughts about her dad sort of left her mind though, as she saw Wesley at the end of the aisle. Oh. Her lovely Fiancé. Smiling at him, she began walking down the aisle, accompained by her Father, and the bridesmaids.
__________________ It's the end of the show. Of the historemix. We switched up the flow. And we changed the prefix
But we want to say. Before we drop the curtain. Nothing is for sure. Nothing is for certain |