Brella P.O.V
I stood in front the mirror trying to adjust my dress for the umpteen times, but no matter what I do I still look huge and fat. Sighing I give up and flopped down on my bed, aimlessly running a hand through my perfectly curly hair. I don't know why I'm nervous and wanted to look perfect, it's not like I'm going to married him right.
Sighing I wonder what would happen to me on my wedding day. That's if I do marry him or someone else. Sighing again I checked my watch it says 7:30 half an hour more and Kiefer will be here for our date. How I agree to go on a date with him is out of my will power, I've been tricked. But I can't seem to be mad at him in fact I'm excited and nervous. Definitely didn't expect that reaction out of me.
Getting up I try to fix my dress one more time.
