12 Months to ' I Do '

happened with Mum, our relationship wasn’t that great still, although I did feel bad as she’d told me about the miscarriage before she fell pregnant with me. She wanted us to be one big happy family. She said she didn’t even realise Malcolm could be the father until he came in the office when I was nine months old. She said it was the only time she’d had sex since the miscarriage and she couldn’t remember she was so drunk. She said that Malcolm had brought in her underwear to her in a bag, which reminded me of the time when I had hidden my knickers in a bag.

I sent pics to the family chat and also sent some to Spence and Debbie, as they were the most honest. Spence didn’t reply, hadn’t even texted me today, which I thought was rude. I knew there was a time difference, they were eight hours ahead of us in Vegas and it was late but still, it was my wedding day.

Edward was chilling in one of the many bars downstairs in the hotel, watching the Masters with a beer whilst I was running around like a headless chicken. But at last, I was ready. I grabbed my bouquet that I had made myself for the original wedding in September out of fake flowers, sunflowers, roses and eucalyptus. I thought I’d packed it well in my suitcase but when I got it out it was as flat as a pancake, but luckily I managed to salvage it for the day. I should have tried to wear in my shoes a bit too; as soon as I slipped my feet into them my feet hurt and I knew they were going to rub. I couldn’t find the plasters I had packed so thought I would go down to the shop in the lobby next to the bar where Edward was, as I had a short dress on and blood on my feet would not be a good look.

There was a knock at the door just as I had picked up my bouquet and bag.

‘You’ve forgotten the rings haven’t you’ I said, expecting to see Edward standing there, but I was left open mouthed when stood in front of me was Spence.

‘Surprise!’ he said and made a motion like he had just made rabbit appear from a hat. Fingers wriggling arms outstretched like he had jazz hands.

‘What the fuck you doing here?’

Seeing Spence standing in front of me an hour before I was due to get wed was a surprise to say the least. After I got over the shock, I hugged him and invited him into the room.

‘How did you know what room we were in?’ I said.

‘Lucky guess.’

Then I remembered the video I had sent of us entering the suite must have shown the door number on it.

‘You do know I am getting married soon.’

‘I had to see you before it was too late. You look beautiful, by the way.’

‘Thanks. What’s so bloody important that you flew all the way to Vegas?’

‘You India, you’re the reason, please don’t marry Edward. I have loved you ever since we first met, I’m sorry I have left it until now to tell you but I had too.’

He then grabbed my face and kissed me softly on my lips.

I pulled away immediately and slapped him around the face.

‘What do you think your doing’ I replied

‘Okay, I suppose I deserved that, how well do you even know him? I know you have had your doubts.’

I did not need this now. Sure, I had doubts, but that was normal, wasn’t it?

Why now when I was all dressed up ready to get wed? The worst timing ever. There was a point when I had dreamt about marrying him but now, I was with Edward.

I had to go and meet him otherwise there would not be a wedding at all. Did this mean something, what a dilemma to be in. I was running out of time.

‘I can’t do this now. I am going to get married.’ Great timing Spence. Time seemed to stand still and I became frozen and could not move just stood and stared at Spence holding onto this moment like it was my last. Spence leant forward again aiming for my lips with his. Just before they were about to touch I paused staring into his eyes then turned my head kissed him on the cheek and said.

‘Goodbye’.

As I ran down the hotel corridor Spence shouted. ‘Wait, you have no idea what I have done for you, for us’

As I approached the lift, I dare not look back at Spence as I might have not got in.

Had he left Sarah for me, what had he done?

Going down the twenty-five floors in the lift seemed to drag and go on forever. It seemed to stop at every floor to let someone else on. I felt like I was suffocating; I just needed to get out. Was I doing the right thing? I was content with Edward was that enough? Would I always regret not seeing what could have happened with Spence?

As the lift door opened, I saw Edward standing at the bar in his three- piece navy suit I could finally breath again. When he saw me he smiled and my head became clearer all of a sudden. He made me feel beautiful without saying anything, just by the way he was looking at me.

‘Let’s get wed,’ I said, trying to forget about Spence and practically dragging Edward out the door. I still was unsure if I was making the right decision. Just hope he didn’t follow us to the venue.

Seven minutes it lasted, but it was the most amazing seven minutes of my life and ended with us becoming man and wife. We ended up being upgraded to