Alana's POV
It was finally... my day. When I say goodbye to freedom, but in a pleasing way.
When I am forever bonded with the one I love.
It's here.
"You have to wear a strapless bra!" Trina yells at me and I roll my eyes.
I have this thing against strapless bra, well any bra in fact, but mostly strapless. So it bothered me when Trina started forcing me to wear some.
"Alana... "
"No!" I fold my arms.
"Alright. You leave me no choice." She throws away the strapless and hands me a corset.
"No." My eyes were wide.
"Chose one!" She yells and I narrow my eyes.
"Why can't I go braless?"
"I don't know if you noticed but your boobs grow by the day." She smiles sarcastically.
"Well won't this just push them u-"
"Put. The. Damn. Thing. On!" She screams, the vein in her neck popping and I raise both arms.
"Alright then." I put on the tight black corset, and Trina helps me to put on my dress.
"Gosh, she's getting married." Trina sighs and I smile.