I was still standing motionless in front of the mirror when Alice came busting through the door like a cop. I turned and noticed her face wasn’t very surprised at my shipwreck-like appearance. She sighed and immediately grabbed a brush and started working on my hair.

“I knew I shouldn’t have let that woman in. I actually knew.” Alice said with a frown on her face. The tugs on my hair made hurt my head, but I couldn’t feel it.

“Alice, it’s fine. I am glad she came. She’s a really good friend.” I replied simply in a somewhat monotone voice.

“Bella?” She raised her eyebrows skeptically.

“No really, I’m fine!” I tried to say with a little more animation this time. “If you’re wondering whether I’m still going to go through with everything, I am.”

“I wasn’t wondering…” Alice mused to herself as she moved on to my makeup. Her beautiful sky blue Italian bridesmaid dress blocked my view of the mirror as she sat down in front of me. And for some reason, it made me sad. I don’t know why but I felt like the mirror told me who I am. And now I couldn’t see myself.

And then the organ started up. It might have been ironic that we were getting married in a church, being eternally damned and all, but Edward insisted on an old fashioned wedding.

“C’mon let’s go!” Alice urged, her eyes lighting up with excitement. “That’s our cue.” She grabbed my hand and practically dragged me to the large wooden doors leading into the sanctuary.

It was there Charlie waited for me with his arm held out his arm like quite the gentleman he truly was. It was strange to see out of uniform and into a fancy tuxedo. He leaned over to kiss my forehead and whispered, “Bells, you look beautiful.”

I could feel myself blush. “Thanks, Dad.”

“I’m so happy for you. And too tell you the truth, I don’t think you’re too young at all.” He smiled at me, the corners of his eyes wrinkling. Soon, I would see him an old man. Could I ever let go of Charlie like that? It was all I could do to keep from crying.

“Ready?” Charlie asked. I was taken by surprise when I had realized the doors were opened and the bridesmaids had flower girls had already gone ahead of me. Now it was my turn. I nodded to Charlie preparing myself for my big entrance almost crushing the fragrant bouquet of peonies in my hands.