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“You’re going to love it, it’s spectacular. Very ‘you’.” She grins.
“As long as my girl is happy, I’m happy. Is her bag all packed?”
She nods.
I have a little surprise up my sleeve for my wife tonight.
69
ZARA
Song- Rain, Sleeptoken
As Rosa helps me out of the limo, I spot my mom standing outside the grand hall. Without thinking, and gripping my bouquet of black roses in my hand, I sprint towards her and hug her tightly.
“Mom!” It comes out more of a sob as I squeeze her tight, closing my eyes.
“Zara, sweetie. I’ve missed you so much.”
“I missed you, too.” I cling to her neck and kiss her cheek.
We’ve spoken on the phone and I’ve been out to visit her a few times with Frankie. With her being in this new treatment facility, she wanted to get as well as she could for our wedding.
She also needed time to grieve, away from New York.
“Well, we won't ever be spending that much time apart again,” she says.
I pull back to look at her. “What do you mean? Have you finished your treatment?”
“I have, for the most part. I’m moving back, well, in, with you and Frankie, if you’ll have me.”
I tilt my head. “Have you spoken to him already?”
She gives me a smile. “It was his idea.”
My heart flutters; I love my man. “Well, we’d love to have you.”
Maddie’s heels click against the pavement behind us. “Everything is ready for you. Are you ready, Zara?”
Rosa stops by Maddie’s side with her camera in one hand, resting her other on her protruding belly.
“I’m ready.” I lace my arm through my mom’s.
Sucking in a deep breath, I hold my bouquet in front of me, standing in front of the gold doors that will lead to our ceremony room.
The doors slowly open, revealing the white pillared room, surrounded by arrangements of black and white flowers.
Our friends, our allies, our family, all in one room.
My eyes lock on the man standing at the end of the altar. His hands clasped in front of his legs. His eyes rake up my body as he bites down on his lip.
He takes my breath away.
With each step I take towards him, the rest of the room fades out. It’s only Frankie.
I can feel him as my dress brushes against the welts on my ass that he left me with earlier.
I wanted this.
