Necklace and matching earrings made of huge diamond stones sparkled under the light of the boutique. I was stunned at how outstanding the pieces were while I watched as Hayden approached
before he carefully put the necklace around my neck.
His hands held my shoulders before turning my upper body to face the mirror so that we both could have a look at how the necklace looked on
with the dress. I thought that the necklace alone was already impressive but when paired with the dress, I looked like a very rich aristocratic lady or princess.
"Wow…this is really sothing," I murmured, unable to find the right words to describe how gorgeous everything was.
"We need to add the earrings. Can you put these on?" Hayden said as he handed
the earrings.
"This already looks like plenty…" I said softly.
"Don’t complain, I’m just doing what you told
to," Hayden said firmly.
"And that is?" I asked in wonder.
"Buying you expensive things that you won’t ever need. Although in this case, I think you need so jewelry for the wedding, right?" Hayden said before his reached out and pulled on my cheek playfully.
"It hurts…" I muttered as he continued pinching my cheek.
"Put them on," Hayden urged as his fingers left my cheek.
"Ok…" I whispered in defeat before I started putting the earrings on.
"I think they look good on you. Let’s go with this," Hayden comnted casually after spending a brief mont evaluating how I looked.
"If you say so…" I replied.
If he likes it, then I didn’t have any objections. It still surprised
that Hayden was very attentive to my outfit for the big day. True to his words, he was very invested in helping
pick everything related to the outfit for the day. The sa attention clearly did not apply to the other parts of the wedding especially the decoration, the schedule and the guestlist.
…
The rest of the preparation went by in a blur with the boss coming in to assert his pressure on us the day before the wedding. It was a nightmare beyond nightmares. I never dreamt that putting a wedding together would be this tiring and stressful even though I had a team of highly-paid professional to help
organize it all.
The wedding was already tomorrow but I still felt that many things were not ready. I wasn’t sure how much of my worries were valid and how much was just from
feeling nervous about tomorrow. Hayden seed as calm and collected as always. That ca as good news for
because I couldn’t imagine what life would be like if both of us were panicking.
The wedding would start in the afternoon and end way into the night because after the church ceremony there would be another round of celebration at the church and the surrounding gardens before another celebration would be held at night in a ballroom at a hotel.
The boss apparently wanted it this way and that was what the organizers had expertly organized for us. All Hayden and I had to do was just turn up at the church on ti and Lucy would take care of the rest. At least that was what she told us the last ti that we t to do a last run through of everything.
Evening and then night ca before I knew it and tomorrow, Hayden and I would be getting married.
Finally.
"Don’t worry too much about tomorrow," Hayden said as he lay on the bed next to .
That was easy for him to say. I didn’t want to worry or feel nervous or anxious about tomorrow either. However, my emotions and my nerves were beyond my control sotis.
"I’m so worried…honestly…" I confessed straightforwardly.
"You don’t have to worry. Everything will be fine and even if you make so kind of mistake, it doesn’t matter because I won’t mind," Hayden told
before he smiled reassuringly at .
I was thankful for Hayden for being unusually extra supportive tonight, but his words did very little to ease my worry and I doubted that any could work to lift my spirits.
"Having cold feet? Want to change your mind?" Hayden teased.
I wondered for a brief mont what he would do to
if I told him that I really wanted to change my mind. He would probably kill
for sure, I was certain of it.
"No. I’m never going to change my mind…" I muttered darkly.
He had no idea how much I had to work for us to get to this point. I’m not throwing it all away because of so cold feet before the wedding myth.
"Guess I’m happy that you want to marry
that badly…" Hayden said before he smiled innocently at .
"I’m going to sleep!" I declared before I turned my body the other way and shut my eyes tightly.
If I just count to a thousand or so high number around that range, I’ll probably fall asleep sooner or later.
In the end, I counted and lost count various tis but I wasn’t any close to falling asleep. The bedroom was silent, and I couldn’t tell if Hayden had fallen asleep already or not. Carefully, I turned around to face him.
"Can’t sleep?" Hayden asked as if he had predicted this outco.
"Yeah…" I mumbled a little shyly.
"Sotis you have to exercise a little before going to bed. It helps you sleep better…" Hayden suggested in a seductive drawl.
"Really?" I asked, skeptically.
His tone left little for
to wonder what kind of exercise he was referring to. We’re getting married tomorrow and it’s going to be a busy day. Perhaps less so for Hayden because he wasn’t involved in making sure that everything ran smoothly, but it was surely going to be a hectic and worriso day for .
"One way to find out…" Hayden said as his body moved closer to mine.
"I don’t think…" I began protesting softly.
--To be continued…
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