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Belly POV

"He's gone!" The doctor raced into the room and checked his pulse. He is really and truly dead, you don't need to check his pulse, I mentally told the doctor, who is Indian.

"It's a miracle!" He jiggled the oxygen line that was keeping him alive and the heart monitor started beeping again.

The first thing I did was go over and hug Jere. "Thank you, you're an awesome brother," I whispered in his ear. "I know," he whispered back. I could tell he was grinning.

I turned around, "mom, dad, Mr. Fisher, I have big news."

They all looked intently at me. "I'm getting married!" I showed them the ring.

Mr. Fisher was barely audible, "to Jeremiah?" he looked perplexed.

"No, to Conrad."

"But that's Jeremiah's ring." Mr. Fisher didn't use J's nickname very often.

"Dad, I gave the ring to Conrad for Belly because I could tell he needed it and her more than me." He smiled at me and I kissed him lightly as a friend, as a brother.

"Oh my, son, that is all I've ever dreamed of in a son, you and Conrad. You are both wonderful and generous people, you too Steven."

"Thank you," Steven and Jere replied.

"And Isabel," he took my hands in his. "I am honored to give you and Conrad my blessing."

"I second Adam, you have my blessing," my mother was teary eyed.

"Mine, too. I wish you two the best," finally from my dad.

"Thank you, all of you." I turned to Taylor and Anika, "Taylor, I would be honored to have you as my maid of honor and Anika as one of my bride's maids."

"Of course," came from Taylor. "I'd be honored to be in your wedding," was from Anika.

"So who else are your bride's maids?" Steven was questioning.

"I'm hoping Bi will be one, and I think Aria," my "sister" from Italy when I studied over there, "will be one. And Taylor, I'm leaving this up to you. Can I see if Caitlin wants to be one?"

She bit her lip like she was thinking, "the bride decides."

"But I'm serious. It doesn't matter to me if she's there or not." Caitlin was our friend for about 3 years, Taylor, her, and I did everything together. Eventually, Caitlin and Taylor started fighting so I stayed friends with both of them, but was ten times closer with Taylor.

"You know, we don't hate each other, so she can come."

I ran up and hugged her, "thank you so much!"

"I kind of want a big wedding, so remember that girl I used to baby-sit when she was 7?"

"Yeah, her name was Abby, right?"

"It was. Well, I really liked her and we still hang out sometimes, like when she needs advice. Should I see if she wants to be a junior bride's maid?"

"Totally, she's really cute, too."

"Don't forget about me, I need a best man, or best men." Conrad really was alive. We all rushed over and I sat beside him. "Jeremiah, Steven, will you be my best men?"

"Definitely," Jeremiah was ecstatic.

"Steven?"

"On one condition."

"What would that be?"

"You and Jere are my best men."

"We will be," they both said. Just then Bianca, Steven's fiancée, walked in. I am one of her bride's maids.

"As soon as I heard I rushed over."

"Thanks baby," they kissed. Conrad and Jeremiah had never met Bi before. We all call Bianca Bi.

Conrad and Bianca locked eyes. In unison, they muttered "Oh my god."