(Sophie)
The morning light came through the window and touched my face. I opened my eyes and realized it was today. My wedding day.
I sat up slowly, feeling the baby move just a little inside me. I smiled and placed my hand on my belly, still not believing that I was finally moving on with my life.
Mom knocked on the door and came in with a tray of tea and toast.
"Good morning, bride," she said, setting it down on the table. "How do you feel?"
"Nervous," I admitted. "But happy."
She sat beside me and brushed her hand through my hair. "You are marrying a good man. I am so proud of you."
I smiled and took a sip of tea. "Thank you for being here."
"I would not miss this for anything."
James came in a moment later with Clara, Patricia, and Karen. He was already dressed in his suit, an
