Summary - Reader gets ready for her wedding day.

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"We have a problem..." Your maid of honor, a.k.a Rubens sister, said. She entered your dressing room just as you were putting the finishing touches to your hair.

"What is it?" You said, turning in your chair.

"We can't find your bouquet. We've looked everywhere."

You shook your head and smiled. "Can't we just make a new one out of all the decoration flowers we have?"

"Make a new one?" Rubens sister gasped. "You can't just make a new bouquet. Do you know how long it took me to make the arrangements for the decore to match the design of your dress?"

"I'm sure it took a lot of your time, which I thank you for putting in. But I'm sure any arrangement of flowers will do for me. I mean I'm marrying your brother not the flowers."

"I suppose." She didn't look happy, but left you to finish putting pins into your hair.

Who would have known that weddings would be so demanding, you thought. Your parents were never married and so you had absolutly no one to prepare you for this moment. This was a shame, but Rubens family really insisted on you to have a traditional wedding in a church, paying for the whole thing themselves. Really, it was more their wedding than yours. You were merely a fly on the wall on your own wedding day, the day that was supposed to mean the most to you.

A knock on the door interrupted your thoughts.

"Come in!"

You were not ready for it to be Ruben who entered the room.

"Ruben, what are you doing in here?"

"I just wanted to check on you." He said, straightening his tie. He looked so handsome in his grooms attire.

"I don't think you're supposed to see me before the ceremony. It's bad luck."

"Well my sister keeps telling everyone that you've lost your mind, so excuse me for worrying about my wife."

"To be." You chuckled.

"What?" He approached you were you sat, planting a kiss on top of your head.

"You called me your wife, but I'm still your wife to be."

He smiled. "Is that so?"

"Yes."

"Well I guess I can wait for you to be my wife."

"You sure about that? Even though I've lost my mind?"

Ruben caught the glimpse in your eye. "Weddings can get a little crazy huh?"

"I dunno, it's my first one." You turned back to the mirror. Ruben got behind you, helping to put the last pins into your hair. "You mean this is your first wedding as the bride?"

You shrugged. "And my first time attending one."

"You've never been to a traditional wedding before?"

"I'm not even sure I knew anyone that was married where I came from." You came from a broken home in a society equally as broken. Your family never had much money when you were growing up, but you learned to appreciate the little you had along with the people you had around you that cared and loved you. Meeting and falling in love with someone like Ruben equaled an introduction to a brand new world, a world you sometimes didn't feel like you belong to.

"You still want to marry me though, right?" Ruben asked you this, his eyes meeting yours in the mirror.

You smiled. "There's no doubt in my mind."

He sighed in relief, his hands grabbing your face to tilt your head backwards. Even the chair tipped as he brought you back to kiss your lips. The kiss didn't last long however. The door flung open with Ruben's sister in shock of she was seeing.

"Out, out, out!" She shouted. Chasing her own brother away from his bride to be.

"For the love of God, can't you two just wait for the honeymoon? I...I mean you, have a wedding to go through with."

You chuckled as their bickering disappeared out of the room and downstairs. You took one last look at your reflection in the mirror, nodding your head. "I'm ready for this, I'm ready to be his bride."