“Remind me again why I wanted to be a June bride,” Lizzy let out as her maid of honor, Jen, helped her into her wedding dress.
“Because you love Peter,” Jen calmly said as she held the material together with one hand and pulled up on the zipper with the other. “All done. Now don’t breathe.”
“Seriously, Jen? I’m not in the mood.”
Jen rolled her eyes, “Yeah, apparently,” she muttered.
Lizzy whipped around, “I heard that! Jen I nervous! My hair is frizzy, my make is running, and my body is so sticky with sweat that I could hardly get into this stupid dress! I hate June! Why did you let me plan my wedding for June? You’re supposed to be my maid of honor and tell me when I’m doing something stupid.”
“Sweetie, you could have postponed the wedding until next year. Remember, you wanted to have the wedding before you started showing so you could still fit into your dress. You should be thanking me for telling you to add a few inches onto the waist line of this dress or you would not have fit into this thing.”
Lizzy sighed and sat down at the vanity. She stared at the bread in her hair decorated with tiny white pearls. “I don’t know, Jen…”
“What do you not know about? It’s too late to change your colors,” she smirked as she lightly back handed Lizzy’s arm.”
Jen forced a small laugh, “It’s not that.” She looked down at her manicured hands, “It’s this whole thing. This wedding. Peter. Us. Is it normal to feel this way? Did you feel this way when you and Lewis got married?”
Jen paused, “Honestly?”
“No. I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that I wanted to marry Lewis. He’s my best friend,”
“Oh, yeah, and what about me?” Lizzy joked.
“Well, you didn’t put out, so that took you out of the running,” Jen smirked.
Lizzy’s forced smile loosened into a real one.
“It’s not too late, you know. You haven’t said any vows yet.”
She shook her head, “And how would that conversation go with Peter? ‘Oh, I’m sorry, Peter. I know I’m carrying your child, but I’m just having second thoughts about getting into a long term committed relationship with you.’ Jen, it is too late.” Lizzy looked down and touched her stomach.
Jen knelt down and grabbed a hold of Lizzy’s hand, “It’s not too late. Give me the word and we’re out of here. We can get into my and just drive. I can even call Lewis and have him and his brothers go get your things from Peter’s house while we’re gone.”
“You really don’t like Peter.”
“He’s not my favorite, but if you truly love him, then I’ll survive, but Lizzy, if you’re having second thoughts, then you need to be the one that survives. A custody battle is going to be god awful if you get married and then change your mind.” Jen grabbed a tissue and gently dabbed her friend’s tears. “Is Peter who you want to wake up next to for the next fifty years?
Lizzy’s eyebrows pinched together, “I honestly don’t know.”
“What if you weren’t pregnant?”
Lizzy’s eyes pricked with tears, “Jen, get me out of this dress.”