"I can't wait for our wedding night. When I drive my rod into you hard, let's see how cute you think I am then."
"I can't wait," I say before realizing exactly what that means. I can't wait to marry him. Why isn't the thought frightening anymore? Is my desire for him stronger than my fear of being possessed by a man? Besides even now when we're not married, don't I already feel possessed by him?
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"Oh my God! I can't believe this is happening. You're actually getting married. Oh, God! Your dress is gorgeous. And your hair!"
Ellie's babbling is making me dizzy and putting me on edge. She couldn't be any more excited for both of us. As my maid of honour, her dress was sponsored by him and she looks fabulous. The tulle and lace sheath she's wearing has a sweetheart bodice with eyelash lace along the neckline.
