The library looked incredible.
Although it was amazing when we’d set everything up last night, somehow it didn’t compare to seeing it with all of the guests seated on either side of the pink carpet we’d laid in the centre of the library to represent the aisle.
Maybe it was the addition of the white and pink flowers that the local florist had decorated the chairs with this morning that gave it that extra va-va-voom?
We’d thought about having a typical floral arch, but then we were like, ‘Hello? This is a bookish-themed wedding’, so Jane and I had created a book-stack arch instead. It was tricky and time-consuming to do, but it was well worth it.
When I looked at the arch, my breath caught in my throat.
Oh my good Lord.
Ben looked so, so, so, so,sooogood.
Did he pop hotness pills overnight or something? Because I didn’t know how, but he just seemed to get better looking every time I saw him.
I was going to miss staring at him every day.
But more than that, I’d miss his hugs, the way that he looked at me, his encouragement, his kindness, his…
I needed to stop.
Not least because my job right now was to deliver Jess to Theo.
I was so chuffed when Jess asked me not just to be her maid of honour, but to walk her down the aisle, so I couldn’t fuck this up.
‘There’s a photo of Mrs Davis!’ Jess smiled.
‘Yeah.’ I squeezed her hand. ‘Theo thought you’d like that.’
‘My future husband knows me so well! If it wasn’t for Mrs Davis, I would never have met him, or created this library. We all owe so much to her. I wish she could be here to see it.’
‘She’s here in spirit. And she’d be so proud of how brilliantly you’ve honoured her wishes by bringing her dream to life.’
‘Thanks, hon.’
I waited for the final signal.
Whilst Jess was getting dressed, Jackson had texted to say that Jake Myers was in the building.
Allow me to repeat for emphasis:
Freaking Jake Myers was here.
And he was going to sing at Jess’s wedding.
What was even happening? How was this my life?
This had turned into an unplanned celebrity wedding.
Knowing that megastar actor and producer Liam Stone was in attendance was already a big deal. But the fact that we had one of the world’s biggest musicians here too was mind-blowing.
I couldn’t wait to see Jess’s face.
Plus, Theo’s billionaire mate, Nico, was seated with his wife, Cassie. I recognised them both from articles I’d read online.
I waved at Stella, our web and graphic designer, who was seated next to her partner, Max. They were exes who, with great reluctance, were also matched at the Love Hotel. That place definitely seemed to have a flawless track record.
Maybe in fifty years’ time when I was over Ben I should apply.
