Vasili
"I'm an emotional mess," I cried as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. It had taken me an hour in total to pick the right suit for the wedding because I was extremely indecisive. I had no idea if I wanted to go for colour, something light or dark. I wished I knew what Edward was going to pick because that would make things much easier for me, but he insisted we were meant to surprise each other.
So far I thought I had found the one. I would describe it, but surprises.
"Vasili, it's a wedding not a funeral," Vlad chuckled and shook his head.
"It's tears of happiness Vladimir! Happiness," I looked up to the ceiling and silently sobbed. Gosh, I never thought I would get married to the love of my life. I almost settled for Mary and I just thought her and I got along well enough that we could have a family together. To have found Edward was a true blessing and I guessed that was why I was finding it so hard to keep my emotions at bay.
