"Charis!"
I heard Camilla's screams from a mile away as the petite female ran towards me and collapsed into my body in a fuzzy bundle. Her wild curly hair brushed my face shamelessly.
I laughed at her excitement.
"Hey Camy." I ruffled her brunette curls, making sure not to ruin them. "How's my little bride?"
Camilla pulled back, her head arching up to look at me. "I'm no longer little Char, I'm getting married tomorrow." She grinned.
"And I wouldn't have missed it for the world."
"You already missed half of it, dear." My mom joked from my side as she pulled my ear slightly.
"Ow, ow, ow." I squealed with a small laugh, turning to hug her. "Yeah, I missed you too, mom."
"How are you holding up, dear?" She asked, pulling back slightly. Her thumb reached my face, caressing it gently.
