Weeks after my birthday, and the whole week had been wedding rehearsal after wedding rehearsal after wedding rehearsal.
I understood that pretty much everyone in the vampire world would be able to view the wedding, but whole days of nothing but rehearsals? It was beginning to take its toll on me. It was 1 pm, and After running through the vows for the twelfth time that day, I sat down on one of the front row pews and rested my forehead on my palms. Trying to take deep breaths, in and out, I was exhausted.
Phoveous knelt down in front of me, his brows furrowed and expression filled with concern.
"Are you ok?"
"No, I'm exhausted. Why do we have to do so many rehearsals? You guys all have a good memory, and I know pretty much everything there is to learn about this wedding. I'm tired, I
