Wedding Preparation

Diane's POV

It was a week to my supposed wedding and Sophie had managed to pull me out of the house to go shop for a dress.

"Sometimes I don't know what goes on in that head of yours!" She hissed as she grabbed my hands and led me to the boutique ahead of us.

"It is your wedding yet you act like you are a spectator! Baby girl, you are the main lead in this story, own it!" She added.

I smiled weakly but said nothing.

If I said I was developing cold feet, it would be an understatement. My feet were completely frozen at this point.

How did I get to this place? Why was I getting married? Had I lost my mind?

I questioned every step and decision. The only thing that remained clear was Owen. God, I loved that child.

He still hadn't added another word to his vocabulary but his doctor said it was a good sign.

"Are you even listening to me?" Sophie snapped two of her fingers in front of me pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Yes, I am Sophie," I mumbled and moved to the first row of dresses.

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