This was it.

I took in a sharp, shaky breath as I stared at my reflection in the full length mirror. My 'hair' was styled in a curly up-do as odds and end pieces fell down, curled to a spiral perfection. My lips were lightly glossed, causing the light to hit them just right. My cheeks were a light pink hue and my eyes were a soft smoky shadow with a thin line of liner and my eyelashes went on for miles. With the little bit of eyebrow I still had left, the makeup artist was able to able a brow darkiner and make them look gorgeous.

My dressed did wonders to my tiny frame as the base gracefully dragged on the floor and the top was hand sewed with diamond studs and sequins.

I brushed the dress down into place before letting the vial fall down and cover my face. Grabbing anxiously onto my dad's hand, I closed my eyes and took in another breath, "This is it." I whispered to myself with a smile as I felt a reassuring squeeze on my hand, causing me to meet his eyes.

"You look like an angel." He spoke so softly that it was almost hard for me to hear him. Leaning up, I pressed my lips to his cheek and smiled.

"Thank you, daddy." I watched as fresh tears glistened in his eyes and he brought my hand to his lips, and then.. The music started.

The flower girl was first, and of course, we both agreed to let Jazzy do it. From all the "aw's" and "ooh's" I suspected she did a good job.

My eyes scanned the venue as the butterflies fluttered in my stomach. It was everything I dreamed of.

The isle were decorated with beautiful Lilies on each end and candles were lit around the entire room. I was amazed we were able to pull all of this off in two weeks.

As the bridesmaids stepped out, I tried to calm myself down. It felt like my heart was going to explode with how fast it was beating.

My turn.

I held a tight grip on my dad's hand, along with my other fastened to his arm. He patted my hand softly as we walked down the very long isle.

I was so impatient as I starred into Justin's eyes from across the room, his face had nothing but love written on it. I started to quicken my pace only to be held back by my dad, "You'll get their soon enough, Princess."

I bit anxiously into my bottom lip as we finally stopped at the alter. My dad placed my hand into Justin's, "Who gives this beautiful young lady to this young man?"

"I do." My dad nodded his hand before kissing my cheek and taking his seat.

My heart slowed down as Justin's thumb grazed my hands and he gave me a warm smile before mouthing, "I love you."

Feeling the butterflies grow stronger, I quickly mouthed back, "I love you."

Neither of us noticing the audience. Feeling like the only two people in the world.

"I now pronounce you, Husband and Wife! You may kiss your bride."

Justin didn't hesitate before he had me locked in his arms and dipped me, The whole audience laughed, including me before he secured his lips to mine.

"This reception is off the hook!" Taylor screamed over the loud music and conversations that our guests were having.

Justin and I both let out a laugh as we were sitting as close as possible and his arm was draped over my shoulder.

"Come dance with me, Selly!" She reached out her hand and I gladly took it, walking with her to the dance floor.

Justin's POV

Finally. Finally the love of my life is all mine. I will cherish her, and protect her all of my- I gulped- All of her life. I licked my lips in concentration before gluing my eyes to the two best friends dancing and chuckled. I watched as Taylor bumped hips with Selena and she let out a loud burst of laughter, her beautiful white teeth shinning through.

God, she really is beautiful. I leaned back in my chair, taking a sip of the whine with a smile. This was without a doubt, the best day and night, of my life.

A loud, blood curdling scream screech through the area as I watched my wife collapsed to the floor.

Did I say best? I meant worse.

I quickly jumped over the table and collected her in my arms, "Baby, no! Hey, baby do you hear me?"

The guests all gasped as the took in the sight and Selena father rushed to my side, "Call an ambulance!" I barked, rubbing my thumbs over her cheeks.

"Baby, look at me." I was frantic, panicked.

She had weeks left! Why was this happening?

Selena father rushed off in search of a phone as I held her tightly to my chest. Her body was so light. The sickness had taken sixty pounds off of her body, and she was light to begin with!

"They're on their way!" Selena father spoke quickly, everyone around us frozen still.

I looked up to see Taylor, her eyes wide with terror as she continued to look down at the still body of her best friend. A tear slipped from her eyes as she raised her hand to cover her mouth.

After another ten minutes of waiting, the ambulance finally arrived and paramedics took her from me and loaded her into the ambulance.

I was about to step into the ambulance after Selena's dad only to feel a hand stop me.

"Immediate family only!"

Selena's dad spoke up, "He's her husband."

I still hadn't gotten used to that, but I quickly hopped into the ambulance and took Selena's hand in mine, "You're gonna be okay, baby. They're gonna fix you."

But deep down, I knew she wouldn't. Deep down, I knew she was gone.

And after spending what felt like an endless night at the hospital, I received the news that they lost her.

I lost her.

It's been four years, and it still tugs at my heart strings. But knowing that I was able to give her the best day of her life, gave me a little reassurance that I did one good thing as a husband. And even if she was only truly mine for two hours, I'd do it all over again if I could.

How many men can say they married an angel?

My angel.