I woke up humming ‘The Wedding March.’ I'm not surprised I did. I’ve been doing the same for a few days now. Today, though, my humming was louder than ever. And I knew why. It was 10 am on August 13th. My wedding day. I'm not too nervous, though. I’d gotten used to the fact that this day would come eventually. And now that it’s here, I'm happier than ever. That fact is what shocks me.

I looked around my room and spotted Edward sitting in the corner on the rocking chair. I smiled and motioned for him to come join me on the bed. He lay down next to me and put an arm around me.

“Can you believe it’s finally here?” He whispered in my ear, causing goose bumps to rise on my arm.

“No, I can’t, but I'm glad it is. I can’t wait to be yours forever.”

“Me neither. Tonight, it’ll be official.” Edward was glowing and was smiling a smile that stretched from ear-to-ear.

“I love you,” I said.

He bent down and softly touched his lips to mine. But, to my surprise, he didn’t pull back as quickly as I thought he would. Instead, he just deepened the kiss. I eagerly put my arms around his neck and traced his bottom lip with my tongue. I knew that he was going to break free then, but again, he proved me wrong. He deepened the kiss further, and I ended up being the one to pull away, gasping for air. Even then, his lips didn’t stop kissing me. He just moved them to my neck. Then my collarbone, and then my jaw. He stopped at my ear.

“I love you more than you can ever imagine,” he whispered, breathing heavily, just like I was.

I realized then, that my breath must smell horrible. I excused myself and went to the bathroom. I showered, brushed my teeth, and changed. When I went back to my room, I saw Edward sitting in the same position as I had left him in. He smiled when I walked in and picked me up and took me to the kitchen.

Despite my protests, he carried me all the way to the kitchen and sat me down on a chair. Only then did I notice that he had made me breakfast while I was asleep. From the looks of it, it was scrambled eggs, two strips of bacon, and two chocolate chip muffins. He watched silently as I ate, seemingly memorizing my every move. I felt self-conscious, but never-the-less finished the food. I had to admit, it was really good.