"Leah?"

My figers tightened aroun the slim champagne glass I was holding at the sound of her voice. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, composing myself, before I turned and faced her.

"How do I look?"

Emily's face was strikingly beautiful. Her make-up looked perfect, shaded dark brown blended well with her skin and brought out the strength in her carmel eyes. Her long silk black hair curled and neatly tucked up into a fashionable stylish twist. Her stunning white dress was tight around her torso, but then loosened up and fell outward that most complimenting way.

The ruined left side of her face went almost completely unnoticed, seemingly smothered by the happiness that was radiating off of her. Her lips were drawn up in a tight nervous smile, but her eyes were almost a reserved happiness, almost as if she didn't want to show all of her excitment in front of me.

Memories started to flood my memory; me and Emily planning our dream weddings together, fantacing who our dream husband would be. I remembered Sam and I had it all planned out, down to which flowers we were going to use and where we would do it.

The familliar sharp stab of jelously pierced my heart once again as I looked at my cousin, knowing that she was now going to live my dream-our dream.

But I couldn't let my feelings get in the way today.

This was her day, and I would make it the best day I could for her. Because I loved her, and I loved Sam.

And no matter what had happened in the past, no matter what feelings I still harbored for them both, when it came down to it, I wanted them to be happy.

And they were very happy together.

So, I put on my brave face, and smiled at her.

I wasn't sure if I could trust my voice, so in response to her question I walked over to her, and wrapped my arms around her, and pulled her into a tight hug.

"Thank you Leah...I really needed you here today, and I'm glad you accepted to be my Maid of Honor."

Over her shoulder, where she couldn't see, the tears began to well up in my eyes, and I bit my lip to keep it from quivering.

I didn't say anything, but instead just squeezed her tighter in our embrace. I gave myself a moment to calm down, and soon enough they dissapeared. I had alot of practice in quickly cleaning myself up and putting on a brave face.

I pulled myself away from her and flashed her another smile. Emily smiled genuienly back at me.

Just at that moment, a knock at the door broke our small moment.

The door opened, and Paul leaned in, "Hey ladies,everyone's waiting for ya."

I nodded at Paul, he curtly nodded back and stepped away, leaving the door ajar.

I returned my gaze to Emily, who was still smiling at me, "Really, Leah," her voice was fulled with gratitude, "it means a lot to me."

I stretched my lips over my teeth, took her hands in mine, and gave them an extra squeeze.

"Lets go, sweetie." I said with as real a smile as I could on my face.

"Its time."