Instantly, the crowd broke apart, the guys taking Jackson out of the room. The women took Mia to the elevator and up to one of the suites.
“What is going on?” Mia asked.
Jessa, Karen, Emma, and Jennifer stood off to the side as Mia looked around.
“You get to pick a wedding dress, honey,” Mia’s mom said.
A rack of several wedding dresses stood across from her in several styles. She ran her hand over the dresses.
“How did you do this?”
“I contacted the boutique and asked if we could have everything in your size, plus a few extras from another town over, in case you didn’t find something you liked.”
Mia turned toward her mom. “Thank you. This was so thoughtful.”
Jennifer pulled Mia into her arms. “Only the best for my little girl.”
When they pulled apart, Karen stepped forward and pulled Mia into a hug. “Now let’s get you married and make you my daughter officially.”
Tears sprang to Mia’s eyes. “I’d like that.”
With the help of everyone, Mia settled on a dress that was more than a dream come true. It hugged her body in all the right places before flowing down around her. The bodice was beaded and elegant. Jennifer then pulled out the veil she wore when she married Mia’s dad.
“You don’t have to wear this if you prefer a new one, but I thought I’d give you the option,” Jennifer said.
Mia hugged her. “It’s perfect, Mom. Thank you.”
The women pinned Mia’s hair back and tucked the veil into her hair. Then they touched up her makeup and handed her a bouquet of red roses and white calla lilies.
“This is gorgeous,” she breathed.
“Jackson put it together. He insisted it needed red roses,” Karen said.
Tears sprang to Mia’s eyes again. “That man.”
“Don’t cry! We just touched up your makeup,” Jessa said.
Mia giggled and blinked rapidly. “I think it’s going to be nearly impossible to avoid crying.”
“At least wait until the wedding starts, Aunt Mia,” Emma said.
Mia hugged Emma to her. While she was always Emma’s honorary aunt, now she was officially becoming one.
Mia made her way back down to the ballroom, staying put at the entrance while Karen, Jennifer, and Jessa stepped inside to take their seats. Mia’s dad, Matt, joined her and tucked her arm into the crook of his before they sent Emma down the aisle to drop the rose petals.
“You look gorgeous, honey.”
“Thank you, Dad.”
“Are you ready for this? You aren’t being pressured?”
Mia burst out laughing before looking at her dad incredulously. “Seriously?”
“Just doing my fatherly duties.”
She kissed his cheek. “I promise this is what I want. What I’vealwayswanted.”
He pat her on the hand just as the double doors swung open. She looked around at the smiling faces of their family and friends. This was perfect. Tears sprang to her eyes as she walked down the aisle, escorted by her dad, until she reached Jackson.
