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Edward Cullen/our wedding day
"Fuck, Edward. I think Smoosh ate the rings." Emmett grunts.
He falls to the floor and starts searching.
Meanwhile, I'm about to have a fucking heart attack.
"I told you not to tie them onto his collar until you handed him off to Rosalie!"
He holds up the box and grins.
"Just kidding."
I kick him in his ribs, and he crumples.
"I hate you."
Dad chuckles and hands me a glass of something amber-colored.
"He's just trying to get you to loosen up a little, son."
"I am loose. I just want today to go perfectly. She deserves this."
"You both do. And it will."
Charlie knocks on the door.
His face is red and his eyes are puffy.
"Maggie said they'll be ready in five," he croaks.
"Thanks, Charlie."
He nods and starts to leave but stops.
He doesn't say anything but just looks at me instead.
Today's a difficult day for him, but he knows she'll be in good hands.
"I'll take care of her, Charlie. She's my forever."