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Bella Swan/soon to be Mrs. Edward Cullen

Planning a wedding is hard.

I'm stuck between wanting the outlandish ceremony Rosalie had to eloping like Alice.

I want it to be special, but it's a fucking headache.

From things as simple as the when to the tiny place cards to tell people where to sit for dinner.

I just want a beautiful day where Edward and I are the center of attention, and at the end of it, my last name will be different.

Is that too much to ask for?

Rosalie gets me in touch with her wedding planner friend, and it just makes things worse.

I'm crying over venues and their ridiculous waiting lists when Edward comes home with Aunt Maggie in tow.

"I brought you a present, future Mrs. Cullen. Dry your tears and pour us both a healthy dose of this."

She thrusts an expensive bottle of Scotch in my hands.

I watch Edward install a dartboard.

"What's going on?"

He looks at me over his shoulder.

"We're planning our wedding."