She was nervous, they were finally getting married. She couldn't believe they had made it this far.
After everything they had been through, at least her friends were coming.
It was going to be a small wedding, she and her friends. Nothing crazy.
Staring at her reflection in the mirror, her hair was wrapped in a scarf and black sunglasses.
"You'll be alright, marriage is a big step...but if it's laz it's the right decision right?" Her smile was painful, I'm not afraid.
They were so young laz's family were supportive but if she invited them...her family would find out.
So she set out as her taxi arrived, private drivers were too dangerous.
She didn't want to be kidnapped.
The driver stopped at a small bridal shop. She stepped out, observing her surroundings to make sure she wasn't being watched.
As she stepped through the shop doors a nice old woman sat at a single table "Good evening dear, how may I help you?"
