My end 1.

I couldn't contain the excitement I felt to the point where I began to slowly tear up without my own knowledge.

It was all out of pure happiness. My life was changing for the better. I wouldn't be alone anymore.

"You look beautiful,I'll add this too," Jessy said as she dusted the pink blush on to my cheeks. She always loved doing makeup and said it was an art. It was in the artist's hands ,the power to bring out a very beautiful image of the person.

She was so enthusiastic and her voice brought an unknown sense of relief in my heart.

"We're done dressing," Raina spoke. She was behind me so I couldn't really see how she looked. My imagination pictured her twirling around in the pink ballerina dress.

My flower girl,the stubborn little Rain.

Raina was a name I suggested when she was born because it was raining that day.

I've always believed that rain was a blessing,it washed away our burdens and cleaned the surface of the earth, relieving it from dust and everything else.

"You look great dear, everything is going to go on well too," I heard Kristen's comforting voice too. She had her own way of telling that I wasn't okay and knew just how to fix it.

I'm obviously anxious today because I'm getting married.

My dreams are being fulfilled because I'm finally going to have a complete family.

Several times,I've anticipated this day. That I'll wear a beautiful white gown and invite all my friends and family.

The wedding would be an intimate one because I'm too shy to even imagine being in front of and amongst so many people. As the spotlight,the centre of attention.

Reynold would walk me down the aisle while Mother would look at us while she tears up. She has always been emotional and easily cries.

Kristen was going to be the matron while Raina,her daughter,my flower girl.

The arrangement in my mind then was the same one happening now. My family were taking up the most important roles on this very special day in my life.

After the make up was done, Jessy and Kristen helped me wear the gown.

I appreciated them for how much effort they'd put but they brushed it off by simply saying we are family.

Jess wasn't really family but we were childhood friends who have grown up with each other throughout all these years.

Outside, mother and Reynold were inside the car.

Reynold helped me inside while Jess held on to the ends of the dress. The treatment I was receiving was top notch and though it wasn't the first time I've been cared for,I still feel grateful.

Nothing makes me happier than being with my loved ones on this very important day of my life.

As we were being driven to the church,I was both anxious and excited.

I couldn't help but feel something was wrong. A gut feeling that everything was going to go wrong.