Some more writting

Chapter 1 Part 2

Two months later

Everyone says that a bride on her wedding day is the epitome of sublime beauty, she radiates happiness and contentment. Funny how one’s wedding day can make one feel so deliriously happy. As I sit at the dressing table and watching everyone else bustle about. People say that the bride should be immersed in her own little world, oblivious to everything around her. Yet, I seem to be too preoccupied watching everyone rush around to think of anything else, much less to say close into my own little world. Before I knew it, my friend and bride’s maid, Meredith, whispered into my ear “Liz? They’re all expecting you…” As I turn my head to face her, her lips spread into a mischievous, knowing smile.

I walked to the church doors while the emotion battled inside me. I felt happy yet afraid of what the future would bring for us. I was nervous for the wedding ceremony, yet felt unusually calm as I knew he would be there with me. I knew that I was loved and loved him just as much, yet experienced the nagging feeling that I could enjoy so much more. I took a deep breath and pushed all my thought to the back of my mind. Now, I should no longer think of anything else but him, he deserved that. From now, we would build our lives around each other and from this moment forth, I would be dedicated to him, as him to me.

The church pianist started to play the usual clichéd piece and, as previously practiced; I walked slowly but with determination, down the red carpet. I looked to my sides and saw all the people whom I loved so dearly. They we smiling at me, wishing me well and some were even crying and lightly dabbing their cheeks with their handkerchiefs. I was touched at the fierce loyalty for me that they displayed, which was evident from their eyes.

The red carpet was coming to an end. To the right, I saw Brandon, ever-impeccably dressed in a suit with that stubborn lock of hair on his forehead. I had to admit, until now, I still had the urge to walk up to him and brush the lock away. But it was not to be. Brandon: was the best man…I now look at my future husband, the groom…Nick…

P.S. its very cliched i noe...haiz...tt is all i can write for now...oh and i forgot to say that this story is situated in America, just before World War 2...