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I turn her way, grateful she stepped in with Mel to organise the wedding. Without those two, this day would have been impossible.
“This is something new, from CJ.” She hands me a box and I sit down in the chair behind me to open it.
I gasp, no longer able to hold back the tears.
“Oh, no, don’t cry,” Milly panics, rushing to get me a tissue.
I pick up one of the Converse, smiling when I see our initials on the side of each shoe. On the inside is written, ‘Our story isn’t over’.
“CJ got these?” I ask, smiling wide.
Milly hands me a tissue. “It was a surprise. He knew you’d hate high heels, so he got these made for you.”
“I nearly called our wedding off over those bloody high heels,” I whisper.
Willow laughs. “We know. Now swap the shoes and let’s get going. It’s time.”
I smile up at Milly, so wide my cheeks hurt. “I am going to love him for eternity.”
She dabs her eyes with a tissue. “Now you’re going to make me cry. Stop it.”
“Let’s go get me married.”
“Let’s get you married,” Willow says, her smile just as wide as mine.
We change my shoes, and the second I stand in them, I feel relief. We’ve been together for nearly seven years, and he still never fails to amaze me. He’s always thinking of me.
My dad is standing outside the door when we exit. He makes a choked sound in the back of his throat, his eyes filling with tears.
“You are the most beautiful bride I’ve ever seen.”
I blush, running a hand down my dress. “Thank you.”
“Are you ready?”
I glance up at him. “I was born ready.”
He chuckles, then leads me down the hallway to the hall we’re getting married in.
“Once the doors open, it’s time,” the organiser announces quietly next to me. We nod, and I stare at the door, willing it to open.
“Dad, don’t let me fall,” I whisper from the side of my mouth.
He gazes down at me, happiness and pride shining in his eyes. “Never. And your husband-to-be would never let that happen, either.”
Nervous jitters begin in the pit of my stomach when the doors open, the wedding march playing in the background.
I glance to my dad, feeling an array of emotions. “I’m really getting married.”
He smiles, lifting his arm up for me to take. “You are, and I couldn’t be prouder.”
“Go then,” Willow whispers behind me, and I hear Rosie, Jordan and Becca start giggling.
I roll my eyes and take the first step.
The first step to forever.
The first step to a lifetime of happiness.
