*Cora’s POV*
“Come on lazy bones,” Anna says as she shoves me. We had spent the last four months planning the wedding and we are nearing the finish line, thankfully. We had gone through the venue, sent out the invites, received the rspv’s, finalized the seating, ordered the flower arrangements, decided on a menu and hired the band. The only things left in the air were the flower girl’s final fitting, my Maid of Honor and Bride’s Maid’s final fittings and for me to settle on a dress, which we had to leave till last due to my ever growing belly. It already looks as if I had swallowed a melon, and I still have seventeen weeks until my due date, and two weeks till the wedding. At this rate it will be hard fitting me into the front seat of the car when we return from our honeymoon.
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