113. Two birds

"You're ready, honey." The mother behind me asked. She stood in the doorway wearing a dusty pink nightgown with a tissue in her hand. She used it to wipe away the tears that fell from her cheeks. She cried as soon as she saw me just now.

"Yes." I smiled at her before taking one last look at myself in the standing mirror. I was dressed in all white from head to toe.

I chose to wear a simple square neckline sheath dress with a low back cut a few inches down to my spine and a little lace detailing on the sleeves of my wedding dress. The dress fell on my body perfectly with not too much going on with the dress but more on my head, the cathedral veil.

I can't believe a few minutes from now I will be Mrs. Walker. I exhaled a long breath. I wasn't really nervous. My heart was beating at a normal rate but strangely my hands felt cold. Everyone had left the room to give me time to gather myself.

My mind went back to all the events I had gone through during the past few months with Mr. Walker. W