This is love isn't it ?.

What other emotions could explain all this feelings ?

Nothing else could explain the knots she felt in her stomach whenever she was him, or her heart beating violently whenever she felt his presence.

How her tongue twisted and words refused to fall out of her mouth, her knees quivering at the mere sight of him.

How his voice sent shivers down her spine and her soul ready to jump out of her body, how is smell always knocks her unconscious yet leaving her petrified at her feet.

It was definitely love what other reason could she have for feeling this. Why else would her eyes relax the moment he left if not representing how hard it was for her to control her feelings.

It definitely did not matter if she had never fallen in love before, she did not know how she would feel but something intense was all she was told and this was intense.

The chiming sounds broke her thoughts making her look at the mirror.

Oh! she looked stunning, her well packed hair brought out her facial features and as all brides felt she was definitely the most beautiful and that frozen paleness on her face was nothing more that the joy of conquering her adversities.

The wedding bells rang even louder reminding everyone it was time for the bride to come out.

Hands stretched to hold hers , she wasn't sure who it was has her mind has began to wander.

Step by step she slowly walked towards the car, behind her a trailing number of excited bridesmaid and family members all supposedly happy for her and of course the wedding planner and makeup team all smiling proudly as their work of art shone through the mass.

Nothing outshines the bride and nothing could. Her gown and veil was bundled and placed in the car while one of the nrides maid follow her into it. After all someone has to take care of the bride.

Her eyes trailed over the exited bunch and the car moved forward , she felt out of place wearing the costume of a dress.

This was pressure and when she got to the alter it would fade away as she locked eyes with the one she loved. That she was sure of.

The church was filled to the brim each section dedicated for family member. A colourful event at that one side decorated with blue and green and the other a bright orange and brown. The Gele was bigger and more exquisite than others and it was special stoned and embroidered.

This was an expensive wedding and it was definitely shown.

The whole ceiling was decorated with hanging flowers enough to stop at a tall person standing position each flower was a different colour held up by led lights that flashed colours and intervals.

A small cup of water was served to each person with a little cake as an appetizer all brought out on a gold platted tray.

The groom stood on the alter dressed in a blue and silver tuxedo designed just for him. He stood firm and his face showed nothing more than joy. What that joy was about is hard to say as his smug look was ever so beaming at the thought of his accomplishments.

This wedding was designed by him and this fairy tail wedding would go down in history. He was sure of it or at least in the next 10 years.

With the bride on her way everyone was immersed in the pleasure of looking and enjoying the little refreshments brought to them over and over again. Even the ropes of the pastor were dazzling.

She could not stand to be here but she could not leave. Everything she had ever wanted was not hers and her friend got it without lifting a finger. She was the one who wanted a fairy tail wedding and a price charming, she was the one who always planned to look stunning. She necessarily did not care about the groom or who he was going to be all she ever wanted was her special day to be the best, better that all her friends.

She wanted them to look up to her and wish they had it good like her.

Now , she had been reduced to second no third best and she had to smile through it all.

Everyone felt something and this glamorous wedding brought the feelings to their peak. With the shimmering light a number of people began to walk into the room each taking their spots either at the altar or on their designated chairs.

The bridal party had finally arrived and all they awaited was for the beautiful bride to walk in.

The sweet wedding melody played as the church doors opened. The lights shown softly magnifying the airy beauty of the main piece. An art work from heaven.

Her feet froze as she realized they were all staring at her. She was not the one to feel scared with attention but this was her life and the decision she had made.

Taking a step after each, she started to realize what lead to this beautiful moment. With her feet at the altar and in the presence of the one she LOVED. Her heart raced and the veins in her body suddenly grew cold.

His eyes stared at her giving her chills.

The loud music seemed to deafen her even if she knew it was not playing that loud.

Maybe it was love but sometimes your heart begins to think otherwise, her life flashed before her eyes.

' How did it come to this '