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I looked up at the sound of the knock on the door, and waved Raethe in as she asked her question. A small smile fell on my face, but faded again quickly. "Those aren't the shoes I left you..." I half-whispered. Okay, Raethe had said all along that she didn't want to wear the heels. But they went so well with the dress... it would be a shame to see them put to waste like this.

Oh well.

Glancing in the mirror, I pulled at one of the curls in my hair, held in place by various clips and the tiara. "I think so.." My voice sounded strange in the room. It was the first time I had spoken in a long time. Turning back around, my eyes closed for a second. "Do you think it's the right thing? I mean.. it's all happened so quick..."

Inside, I knew it was the right thing. It had to be. Always a believer in love at first sight, and bacon bringing love together in holy baconmony. But, there were always those fleeting second thoughts. Always.

Shaking my head to try and get those thoughts to go, I ran my gloved hands down the dress and nodded once. "Okay. I'm ready..." Stepping towards the door, I looked back for just a moment. This would be the last room I would depart as an unmarried woman.

You should be able to relate to it then, Raethe?
I know I can.... 

Bacon really wasn’t something I had been keen on until recently. Sometimes, the smell of it in the morning made me get out of bed... but other times left me hiding under the covers, longing for it to go away as fast as possible. Though, when I had seen the church, all of those thoughts completely flew out of my mind. This was the place. I knew it.

No. We knew it. The church was the first we had set eyes on, but, the situation reminded me at least of how we fell in love. It was the first time we had met. First time we had spoken even. Nonetheless, he was the one, and I didn’t need a neon sign to prove the matter.

The morning of the wedding had been spent getting ready... going to have my hair done, and zipping into the decorated white dress. I had dreamed of this day all my life, and no matter how quick the rest of the relationship had been, I was going to feel like I’d always wanted to feel on my big day. Our big day. The day we’d remember forever.

Placing a tiara in my hair, all curled and expertly pinned back, I looked in the mirror. This was the right time... it just had to be. Butterflies began to appear in my stomach as I looked away from the reflection. This was not the time for second thoughts. I’d gone to extreme lengths to make sure I didn’t get cold feet. Three pairs of socks would cover them until I put on the shoes that hadn’t even been worn in yet. Hopefully they wouldn’t hurt by the end of the day. If they did... well... a brave face it would have to be.

Standing up, I walked over to the window, noting the guests beginning to arrive. My bridesmaid was somewhere around too. Where, I wasn’t quite sure... maybe scowling at the heels that were to go with the sky blue dress that had been on the hanger in the next room... maybe she had put in a phone call to get them changed. To be honest, I’d not left my room in about an hour... maybe longer.

Maybe my feet were colder than I first thought. Perhaps a fourth pair of socks were in order.

It wouldn’t  be long until it was time to go now.

But you can only vote for 5....

Sorry

Very, very true.

Speaking of which. Work calls.

Wow it's too early for this being awake malarky.

Yeah, getting everyone in one place, what with work, school, uni, social lives, etc could be.... er.... madness?

Plus then there's always en-promptu stuff that you can't get out of.

Could be a logistic nightmare!!!

There we go... big word...