“Are you okay honey?” My mom asks and I nod.
I look at the bouquet of neatly arranged peonies in my hands and I can’t believe that I’m actually doing this. This was supposed to be an engagement party and it just turned into a wedding. My stomach is a knot of nerves and I’m trying so hard to just get myself to breathe normally.
“As much as I desperately want to know why you made this hurried decision, I’m just going to trust you are a grown-up and you know what you’re getting yourself into, I don’t want to be that parent that is against my children’s decisions.” She says and I’m glad that she won’t try to push me into explaining what is going on.
“Thank you, mom.”
I don’t know how Tobias coerced me into agreeing to this insanity, but the white dress and bouquet of peonies tell me a diff
