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Simone I stared down at my wedding gown, admiring the beautiful flowers on it. Father made sure I got the best dressmaker to design my wedding dress. It disgusted me. “It’s not so bad you know” my sister chimed from where she sat at my bed. “Easy for you to say, you are not the one getting married to a stranger” I laughed. “He couldn’t be that bad” she tried again. I mean the blogs say Zion Scots is the most eligible bachelor in L.A”

I’m not blaming anyone, but you could’ve handled things better. Babe <3: I’ll be the bigger person here. For old times’ sake, maybe we can try to be civil. And honestly? I miss you. You were my best friend. Babe <3: I’m getting married in two months. Right before the tour starts. Never thought I’d meet the one, but I did. I hope you find that too. Babe <3: We’re doing a month-long cruise before the wedding. I sent the invite to your email. It’s couples-only, so bring your boyfriend. Or maybe that friend of yours… Mara? Doesn’t matter, just bring someone.

How about 10 at The Busy Bean? -Aubrey Lynn Once I hit sent I sat there staring at my phone screen urging for it to bing with a reply; the movie now completely forgotten. It was only two minutes later I got a reply. Sounds good. I'll be wearing a black and white plaid shirt, and have light brown hair. I nodded at the screen feeling a little bit of hope rise into my chest. Maybe tomorrow I will finally find the perfect guy to take home to my family.

My tone was as cold as ice when I stared into Justin's bewildered eyes and hissed, "I'm being stubborn? The rest of the groomsmen remained in their spots. You're the only one who took off your shirt and approached her. "Were you trying to help her identify her husband, Justin? Or were you trying to get her to admit that you're her husband?" Justin couldn't keep the smile on his face upon hearing my words. "Watch your tongue, Nate." I ripped off my boutonniere, then flung it to the floor and ground it under my shoe. "I had 18 potential marriage partners at the time. All of them were esteemed heiresses of their respective families. However, among the choices available to me, I chose Tiffany Ba

He kisses his exposed shoulder and then his neck. "There's not a more creative way he can think of to marry you, Ky, than in front of some guy dressed up like Elvis. It's all Kyoline about it." He grins as he presses his hands to his lower belly. "Good. He couldn't stomach another big wedding like the last one."

The rest of the boys are just wearing some headbands with Christmas decorations, dressed up with long sleeves with Christmas-themed prints. "How do I look?" I was busy adjusting the camera angle when Eli suddenly approached me, just so he could ask me that question. "You look like..." I pretended to think while rubbing my chin. "My future husband?" "No one, but me, should be your future husband, of course." He took off his falling headband and handed it to me. His intention of doing that was, obviously, to request that I put his hair back in order. "Do you think... will the fans like my surprise for them?"

At first, I thought it was weird, but then I thought maybe fun. Who wants a boring old party anyway? First club. I'm in a red dress and mask. I've made sure to wear bright colors tonight. Let's see if he even looks. If not, I'll have to give him a hint. I see him with his buddies drinking. 30 minutes and I guess he needs a hint. ** Text* * “How do you like my dress?” I send a picture. ** Text* * “Babe, you're killing me. Where are you?” He asks.

I only look for two people; the faces of the men I want to spend my life with. The men who complete me (along with my sons of course). My eyes catch theirs; faces of awe and love. I feel my frightened look change and stretch into one of happiness. Kaden is in a simple black tuxedo; with a silver tie, whereas Kol's donning a grey tux with the stripped black and silver tie I bought for him recently. They look so handsome. So damn sexy. Just then did I realise the song playing was the one I'd begged the guys to let me have; Pachelbel's Canon.

A fake one obviously. "I thought you were kidding when you said, you are going to marry her" another said and I swore I could see hidden disgust in his face. The man had short hair with tattoos written in all parts of his body making him look like 6ix 9ine. He looked ugly like him. "Princess, you will get to know their name soon but for now let's talk about the main reason we are here" he said and I could still feel the man gaze at me. I don't know but there is something about that stare.