Nervous.

"Morning Mommy " Alia sat up waking up.

Snow was at the dressing mirror getting ready, she turned to her smiling.

"Morning little angel " Her smile was warm and genuine.

Alia pushed herself out of bed and walked to her open arms.

"How are you feeling?" Snow looked down at her pale face.

"Better doesn't hurt anymore," she said.

"Good, next time let Daddy wake me up so I can take care of you " she said.

"But am better cause you held me so tight that I went back to sleep so fast " she giggled.

"Am glad I did, lets get you washed up too" Snow carried Alia and left for her room.

Divean and his mother noticed the two walked to Alia's room busy chatting not even noticing them.

"You chose well son" his mother smiled.

"It wasn't me Mother, Alia did " he lied.

His mother chuckled.

"I think we both know who influenced her " She walked away.

...

"Are you okay dear you look a little pale?"

Snow breathed hearing Miss Alexander ask.

Gently the elderly woman took her hand pulling her down in the seat where she was.

"It's okay dear, Divean will be beside you all the time" she said.

Snow squeezed her hand, "I don't think I can....they..".

Snow felt her body seem to fail to bring in air, her eyes started to burn with tears, and her chest seemed to be held so tight by the dress she was wearing.

Snow froze when a warm hand rested on her back, slowly and so gently tapped.

"Breath honey, breath," she said.

Snow nodded and followed her pace breathing in and out.

"No one can hurt you love now. You might have been strong with your old name but now you're invincible with ours" she said.

"But am not one of you...our marriage isn't real" she muttered.

"You both might have agreed on this cause of your similar agendas but I know this. If my son chose you then he will protect you"

Snow breathed, she really wanted to believe her but after years of working closely with her son, she knew him so well. He was a manipulative user with nothing but hidden intentions.

"Are you ready?" the door opened and Divean walked in.

Snow gazed up and breathed nodding.

She had been dressed in a white full-on lace gown. A-line shaped hugging her body, her chest was held tightly, raising her blossomed breasts. On her neck rests an emerald blue necklace with matching earrings.

Alia has said to her when she was getting ready that they belonged to her mother.

She had hesitated to put them on but the little girl begged her to.

Getting up she turned to Divean's mother.

"Am sorry but can I get a hug " she breathed.

Miss Alexander smiled opening her arms, Snow didn't hold back and fell into her chest.

"Thank you " whispered Snow.

"Your family now dear " she answered hugging her tightly.

Divean stood back until they broke away. When his mother left he closed the door.

"You seem nervous, scared?" he got closer to her.

"Am not, just light-headed" she answered.

"Your pale too" he let out.

"It's the makeup" she lied.

Snow could feel him inching closer and closer. It was like Dejavu from earlier.

"what are you doing?" she glared back at him.

"Let's fix that " he voiced.

"Fix what...what are you doing?" she struggled as his arms held her in place.