I Do

Third Person POV

Brianna stood before the body-length mirror. Her hair floods down beautifully in loose curls. Evelyn tried to pin her veil delicately on the back of her head.

She shivered with nervousness. Her eyes threatened to become glossy, as she tried to fight back the uncontrollable urge to shake her whole body. The pit of her stomach feeling butterflies mixed with the sudden kicks from her little one was not the best combination at this time.

"Hold still will you?" Evey glared annoyingly at her.

"I know... I know I'm sorry. I'm just so nervous right now Evey. What if he gets cold feet? What if he says no in the end? Or what if he never even makes it to the"

"Stop it Brie!... you're getting way ahead of yourself. He'll be there.... waiting for you to make your way down the aisle." Carissa reassured her.

She makes her way to her, her little tiny baby girl Zoe wrapped in a cute fuzzy lavender blanket.

She could hear as she walks to Brianna. Brianna's gaze softens as she takes the