Hundred and Thirty-Nine

The big day had arrived. After a month of overplanning, firing over fifteen planners, thanks to Maya's pregnancy hormones flying through the roof, fighting through budget constraints, and bickering about the food and the guest list, the big day had finally arrived.

It had been an overwhelming month. Olivia had found herself besieged with demands. First, from everything the ceremony required and then from her own body. In the last few days of the last month, she'd found herself dealing with irritability, mood swings, and nausea at odd times of the day.

Perhaps her body was overreacting to all of the physical stress, but standing in her wedding lingerie, her hair packed in a neat stylish chignon, and her face neatly done in flawless make up, she knew it was all worth it.

Today was the first day of a new month. It would be memorable, celebratory, and a day in time to always remember and cherish.

Maya came inside, dressed in her burnt orange stylish gown, which the other bridesmaids Cel