CHAPTER 73: THE WHOLE TRUTH

VANESSA

The make-up artist applied blusher to Natashaʼs cheeks as she stood in front of her. She was sat on a high stool with the morning light coming in through the hotel suite window, completely in her element being pampered like a bride should on her wedding day.

Yet she didn't look happy -- at least not like I expected she would on her wedding day. Maybe the nerves are setting in with only a couple of hours left until she walks down the Isle. Natasha has been acting weird all morning though.

"Are you getting nervous?"I asked."Because you look pretty nervous."

Natasha chuckled and tried not to move her face. "A little. I've been dreaming of this day since I was like five, so it's safe to say my expectations for today are pretty high."

"You're allowed to have high expectations... it's your wedding day. Today is going to be perfect I just know it. From what I remember of mine, it was nothing like I imagined it would."

In my eyes she's incredibly lucky. Natasha is having the wedding