*Recap*
Jimena shook her head at this and decided she had to tell him from the starting, "Apparently, it started with the house phone......"

(Second week of May)

Thursday, 3 days before the wedding.

*Third person*

Lilian had pulled Karla over to the kitchen and said with concern and worry,

"Karla sweetie, you don't have to dothis okay? If your not feeling up for this. I'll kick them out . Okay?"

And she nodded.

Karla had an anxiety attack the week before and it was bad.

All of her overworking and anxiety started taking a toll on her, opening a way into depression.

She couldn't believe two months ago her mom was not speaking to her, not a single word.

Her Mama had been trying to stop the wedding from happening (as she should) and she said we had an upper hand because all we did was talk, since I didn't sign anything.

There was hope until the hospital Kayla was about to have her surgery at called to say, somehow, Kayla was taken off the waiting list, one which she had been on for and Mom
tried to put her on but she
taken off a .

And not an hour later, we got a call from no other than, the man who is trying to ruin our lives saying it was all his doing.

The nerve.

He said unless we agree to his proposition Ximena will not be getting her surgery.

Mama was pissed.

After that we started looking for hospitals outside Seattle and as soon as we had an opportunity it was taken away.

The closest (meaning in the country) was far out of the country.

Then, the last week of April came and her Mom changed.

It was like a switch went off.

She said she was going to let me get married but I know she didn't want that.

She started to talk to her again but it wasn't the same.

Karla wanted to say a lot.
She wanted to let her feelings out but she didn't know who to talk to.

She would call up her doctor but it wouldn't be the same, talking to her doctor was like a diary but her mom was her mom.

Maybe she was being a big baby but she missed her Mama and the fun they had, calling out the bull in movies, their talks, their laughs, just everything.

Ximena and Marcus have been
cheering her up though, both had been the best older siblings she could ask for.

At least, Marcus' reaction was better than Mom and Ximenas .

He was disappointed that she did
that, especially behind everyone's back but he said if she ever need to run away he'll always be there for her and it did not seem like a joke at all.

Although, they were cheering her up she wasn't cheering herself up.

It wasn't only her mom's switch which went off.

Karla was falling into her depression and throwing herself into her school work and was not in control of her anxiety.

She started slowly, her mind rejecting things little by little.

First, she started letting thoughts in, slowly stopped eating snacks, she became more quiet.

Then, she was not being kind
to herself, she was not  following her routines even though she never really followed them, she still has a way of doing her stuff which she wasn't doing.

She intentionally procrastinated
reading the Bible.

She threw herself all into school work and took lesser shifts at the library.

And lastly, her body language started showing her mental state.

Everyone around her could see something was wrong with the
cheerful girl.

The last straw was when she
told Tina.

The wedding preparations were almost done so she decided she
was going to tell Tina and decided to tell her 3 weeks before.

To say Tina was baffled was an understatement.

She was shocked that Karla was getting married.

I mean there are some secrets you can't tell but you getting married is a big one.

Tina was also hurt and offended.

She couldn't believe Karla told her 3 weeks before her wedding but at the same time she was glad her best friend had a bit of respect for her and didn't show up with a ring on her finger.

Although, Tina didn't get one
thing. Why was it arranged?

After Karla told Tina she became much more depressed. She was shutting out everyone.

*Present time, living room*

"You look wonderful." Mrs. Roland said.

"My beautiful baby."She said in a whisper, clearinng her throat she said,"Um excuse me, imma need to step out." while dabbing her eyes with
tissue paper and leaving the room .

Yes, she was here.

She brought the whole entourage. And had me trying on the dress again three days before the wedding to make sure the dress was well fitted.

"Does it feel too tight or loose somewhere?" Angela, the wedding stylist asked.

"No, it's just ... Beautiful"
She stopped herself from saying anything rude just because she was down did not mean she had to bring everyone down.

Angela was a nice brunette lady. She was one of the best wedding stylists in the industry also one of Ximenas role models. Karla understood the hype with this woman.

Karla's dress was a traditional white dress with lace accents.
It had a beautiful long trail and
long sleeves accompanied with a plain veil which was cathedral length.

For the reception she would wear a figure hugging laced mermaid gown with feathers around the shoulders and embellished diamond belt.

She felt very happy in both gowns, how could she not. The
gowns were wonderful and it
looked beautiful on her.

She actually felt happy for once. Okay, that was a lie.

The cake testing was mind blowing, it was absolutely superior.

She could not even make cake batter which was as good as theirs, they were professionals.

Even, vanilla which was plain was made like she had been to paradise.

She had a hard time deciding, what would taste better and at the end she chose a vanilla chocolate cake with royal icing.

After the fitting Karla went up to her room, Trying to comprehend everything that was going on.

Not knowing the party her girls were setting up downstairs.

*Wedding day*

"Karla, are you good?" Marcus asked me.

We were standing in front of the closed church doors.

"Yeah, I'm good." I said.

And he gave me that look which said, 'Stop lying".

"Seriously, I'm good." I said and
gave him a smile.

"Ok, just try to steady your breathing and squeeze my hand don't look at the people or the
cameras. Okay?" He said.

"Ok." I said.

Marcus, my sweet brother was walking me down the aisle.
He had his hair in an a short afro tied back but shaved round the sides plus he wore his stud and a black tux.

We walked to the aisle with June, Aiden's niece being the flower girl and my three best friends as my bridesmaids and my sister as my maid of honor.

Yes, Tina and Simone came around. We even had a small "bachelorette" party, ( it was literally a girl's Day but a little more fun)

The theme was lavender and gold.

As she walked up the aisle she squeezed her brother's hand repeatedly due to her anxiety.

There were so many eyes on her the girl in white and so many camera's and people she had never met.

Instead she looked up at the aisle. Where she saw her soon to be husband, his groomsmen and the priest.

She had seen them at the rehearsal but there was a new but familiar face amongst them.

She didn't feel like pondering over it so she looked back at the groom.

Aiden, Aiden, Aiden.
Her stunning soon-to-be husband was unbelievably handsome.

His blonde hair slicked back in amazing navy blue tux but he had that look on his face, the rbf (resting b* face) that just ruined the whole look.

Marcus walked her up to the aisle and gave her hand to Aiden.

And she was on the aisle.

The priest started talking and she zoned out until a Gold band was given to

After, she heard the priest say,
"Karla Esperanza Roland, do you take Aiden Jonathan Kingsley as your lawfully wedded husband?"

Then, there was a pause in the church with everyone waiting for her answer.

"I, um, I do." She said looking straight at Aiden.

"Repeat after me.
I take you, mention his name.

"I take you, Aiden Jonathan Kingsley Richards," I say

*Priest says*

"To have and to hold ,
from this day forward,"

*Priest says*

"For better, for worse,
for richer for poorer," I said.

*Priest says*

"And in sickness and in health,"

*Priest says*

"To love and to cherish ,
Till Death Do Us Part." I said.

*Priest says*

"According to God's holy law and this is my solemn vow."

Then Nico, who was the ring bearer gave her the ring and with shaky hands she put the ring on his finger.

The priest says,
"With the power Invested in me. I now pronounce you as husband and wife, you may now kiss your bride."

He gently grabbed the back off her neck and leaned in closer till their lips connected.

And just like that she had her first kiss was on the steps of the altar.

AN

Hiii. How are y'all?

I hope you loved this chap because it was a lot of work. Anyways thank you all for reading this.

We are remembering an icon, Selena Quintanilla-Perez.
An angel who was taken too early.

Also I may or not be going to boarding school because of the system here.

Anyways,
I hope to see you in the next chapters. :-)

Xo,
Andrea
Xo