Chapter 122 ANNIKA “Oh, my goodness, you look beautiful, my darling.” My mum’s voice, filled with happiness, a little broken, her eyelid filled with unshed tears, tears of happiness, her hands settled on my shoulders, standing behind me, our eyes locked through the mirror sitting in front of me. She leaned and pressed her lips on my layered and packed hair. My lips spread into a warm smile. Sitting in front of the mirror, dressed in a sharp V-neck cut, a very expensive lace that Hazel ordered all the way from Italy, settled all over my body, from my shoulder, down. My eyes settled on the mirror, taking in myself, a very light nude makeup with earrings picked out by my fiancé, Isaiah. “Thanks, mum.” I muffled, fighting back the tears that stung my eyes. Today is my wedding day. One of every woman’s happiest days on earth. The day she walks down the aisle, to stand before the man she loves, promising to love him forever and ever, to build a life with him, to build a family with hi
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