Three days before the wedding:
I couldn’t stay asleep last night.
While every one else is busy finishing up the decorations around the house, I am lost in my own little world.
Two days before the wedding:
The wedding gown still fits perfectly. Aunt Shelley says I look like a princess. I kept seeing your face in my dreams.
One day before the wedding:
“Relax,” I told myself before I walked down the isle, hoping that the man at the end of the isle would love me enough to make me forget about you.
In response to the daily prompt: Relax