Forever (Fallen 3)

“So what do you think?” asked Christian turning to me. “You’re the bride,” he said to me and then gave Diana a look.

“It seems a bit much,” I frowned. “But I do like the idea of having something I can move around in for the reception.”

Christian smiled. “Good, two it is.” He grabbed his measuring tape and motioned for me to stand. He clucked his tongue, and shuffled his papers around until he found a blank one to write my measurements down on.

Diana clapped her hands together. “I’m just so excited.”

I laughed. “Me too. I never imagined this happening so soon. I thought I’d be older but I got lucky and found Jonathon,” tears began to leak from the corners of my eyes. “I’m sorry I’m just so happy,” I took a tissue from Diana. “After all the bad that’s happened I’m still happy.”

“It’s okay to be happy, Kylie,” said Diana. “You have to move on.”

“I know,” I dabbed at my eyes.

Christian finished his measurements and we sat down again. Christian began sketching something completely new and Diana leaned over him. “Make sure it’s white, Christian. None of that ecru or eggshell stuff.”

“Of course,” said Christian.

“I think cream dresses are really pretty,” I shrugged. “Plain old white seems a bit old fashioned.”

Diana scoffed. “Please, you’re a virgin. You’ll wear white.”

My face betrayed me.

“You are aren’t you?”

I shook my head.

“Does Jonathon know?” she asked, her pale skin taking on an angry flushed color.

I felt like she had slapped me. “Excuse me,” I stood. “But Jonathon is aware, because he’s the one that it happened with.”

“Oh,” she said, and now she looked like the one that had been slapped. “I didn’t know.”

“No, Diana you don’t know. Contrary to what you believe you don’t know everything.”

“Ladies,” Christian commanded. “Calm down.”

“I’m sorry,” said Diana, bowing her head.

“I’m leaving,” I snapped. “Diana can bring me the sketches later.”

“You can’t leave,” Diana’s head snapped up. “It’s your dress and you don’t have a car.”

“I’ll call Jonathon.”

“Kylie, please be sensible,” Diana pleaded.

I smacked my hand against the table. “No, I’m done being sensible. I am sick and tired of you always assuming the worst of me and accusing me of something when it comes to your brother. I love Jonathon. I waited for Jonathon, and we had sex together for the first time. I love him and no one else. It was always him. So stop acting like I’m going to rip out his heart. You have no idea what this last year has been like for me so stop preaching to me. I love you Diana, like a true sister, but if you can’t trust me, then maybe we’re better off being acquaintances.”

“I’m sorry, Kylie. I know I don’t understand what you’ve been through, but Jonathon is my brother, and it’s engrained in me to protect him. For the longest time it’s only been us, and then you came along. I love you like a sister too Kylie, but with the whole thing with Isaac…” she trailed off.

I took a deep shuddering breath. “You can continue to work on the dress but I get to approve everything. Got it? This is my wedding, Diana. One day you’ll have your wedding, but this is mine. The dress is not going to be white.”

“Okay,” her voice was soft.

I started away. “And just so you know, I haven’t been just grieving for Isaac like I’m sure you think I have. I was pregnant and I lost the baby in the accident.”

Diana shook her head. “I’m sorry Kylie.”