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I promise Cal comes to his senses. Later in the story ;). I can't believe the story is almost done. But soon it will be over and it will be good. Thanks to all my readers for sticking with me.

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Chapter Thirty Two: Keisha's Wedding

Keisha's POV

I can't believe I'm getting married. I thought to myself standing in front of a full length mirror in one of the many bedrooms at the Zambini manor. I felt like a real bride in my long white gown and my veil tucked into my dirty blonde curls. My sisters, Tessa, Ana, and Lexy all look gorgeous in their golden colored bridesmaid robes. True to her word Ana is going to be my maid of honor. My dad would be here any moment to walk me down the aisle. There was a knock at my door. That would be him. I turned around smiling at him hugging him.

"I can't believe my little girl is about to get married." He exclaimed hugging me. I smiled at my dad. He chuckled, "I suppose I shouldn't be surprised though. I always knew it would be you or Minnie married first." I smiled hugging him again a little tighter.

"I love you daddy." I whispered. He smiled again. His red hair was faded and graying at the temples, and he had crow's feet and smile lines but my dad has always been the most handsome man in the world to me and I wouldn't settle for any less than him as my dad.

"I love you too Keisha." He said with a smile. "Well let's get you married!" He exclaimed showing my bridesmaids out the door than taking my arm in his. "You know, no Dad ever wants to think about the day his little girl won't need him anymore. It seems weird you won't need your dear old dad anymore." He said smiling sadly. I shook my head no, and smiled,

"I'll always need you daddy." I told him kissing his cheek. We made it down to the garden where the wedding was to be held. The wedding march started playing and I walked down the aisle towards Henry. He looked amazingly sexy in his tux. I couldn't believe how lucky I am to have him. I can't believe I get to have him to myself for the rest of my life.

George's POV

Walking my daughter down the aisle is the hardest thing I've ever done. I would like to think of myself as a tough man. After all I've fought in a war; I lost my brother whom had been my business partner. We had built the shop with our own four hands. If giving away a daughter in marriage is the hardest thing I ever have to do, I can't imagine doing this another three times. Luna says this is so hard because Keisha is so young.

I think this is so hard because she is my baby girl. Her and Minnie are the most like me and Keisha looks the most like Luna. All the rest of the kids are Weasleys through and through. But not Keisha looks like her mother. She looks like my beautiful Luna.

"Who gives this woman away in marriage?" asks the minister. I hold my head high promising myself I wouldn't cry. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I cried at my daughter's wedding this is supposed to be the happiest day of her life. I can't ruin it for her.

"Her mother and I do." I said, my voice sounded steadier than I felt. I felt like crying. My baby girl is getting married. I can't believe it.

Calahan's POV

I sat at a reception with Kenna. The two of us had decided to go to Keisha's wedding stag. I watched Tessa dance with Androv Krum jealously. We hadn't spoken since the split. I miss her so much it hurts. I couldn't believe I had let her go.

"Go talk to her." Kenna prompted. I shook my head no. I had finally cut my shaggy blonde hair off much to the pleasure of my coach and captain. My hair was now short and spiky. Tessa would hate it. "Go ask her for a dance." I shook my head no again. Kenna sighed dramatically.

"If you miss her so much do something about it." I growled in the back of my throat turning my head to look at my step sister.

"I broke up with her, she has a new boyfriend. I need to get over it and move on." I growled, Kenna rolled her eyes at me clearly not buying the load of bullox I was spitting. "Fine I'll ask her to dance. But she is going to say no." I admonished standing up. Kenna just winked at me. I turned and walked off towards Tessa and Androv. She looked beautiful in her gold bridesmaids robes. I cleared my throat and the two turned and looked at me. Tessa clearly more shocked than Androv.

"Vat?" Androv asked in his thick Bulgarian accent, I shifted from one foot to another nervously. I looked at Tessa who didn't look hostile or angry. She just looked shocked.

"I just wanted to ask Tessa to dance." I muttered shifting my weight again. Androv looked ready to deck me and for good reason. I was asking his girlfriend and his date to dance. And I'm a rival seeker.

"Maybe Tessa does not vant to dance vith you Brown." He snarled Tessa smiled at him touching his broad shoulder gently. I felt a twang of hurt remember when she used to touch me like that.

"It's okay Androv. He's just a friend of the family." She told him with a smile. This had been a bad idea. I'm just a friend of the family to her now. Androv nodded releasing Tessa from his grip. She still fits into my arms perfectly. But she won't let me hold her anymore. She looked up at my now short blonde hair,

"You cut your hair." She said simply. I could hear from the tone in her voice that the cutting of my hair really made our break up seem official. I blinked looking down how do I come back from that.

"After we broke up I didn't have a reason to keep it long." I replied simply. It's so hard to believe a year ago we were dancing and holding each other. A year ago when her parents renewed their wedding vows I had promised Tessa the world.

"Your coach must be happy." She admonished, how is holding her in my arms so natural even after all this time? How could I have tried living without her? Dancing with her should be a sin. It feels to good and she has a new boyfriend.

"He is." I reply simply. I wish we didn't have to be so formally, I just want to be her man again. I want to make her happy again.

"What do you want from me Calahan?" She asked me softly, I want to be with her. I want to hear her call me Cal again. I want to be her baby again.

"I want you back." I whispered sadly. She shook her head no at me. I could see the tears threatening to spill out her eyes. Did Androv know that she wrinkles her nose when she is about to cry? Or that she looks like Zoe with blonde hair after a day in the sun? Does he know that she used to spend every summer in Forks and La Push? Does he know that her favorite subject in school is Transfiguration? I bet he doesn't know that she loves going cliff diving or that she likes having her hair played with when she's sick.

"It wasn't over for me. And you ended things. You broke my heart." I shook my head no this time. I wouldn't let my soul mate go without a fight.

"It wasn't over. It still isn't over." I snarled smashing my lips against hers. I felt her start to kiss me back before pulling away and wrench herself out of my arms,

"I can't do this, I can't hurt Androv." She mumbled starting to walk away from me; I grabbed her wrist pulling back to me.

"I want you Tessa. All of you forever and it isn't going to be easy; it's going to be hard. But I'm willing to work for this." She shook her head no,

"I can't do it, Cal. No matter what I do somebody gets hurt." I sighed irritated with her. I want her to stop thinking about everyone else and just think about herself and her own heart. I looked down at her tightening my grasp on her waist.

"Will you do me a favor? Picture yourself fifty years from now, if it's with him go. I let you go once I think I can do it again if it's what you want." She bit her bottom lip close to tears "What do you want." She wrenched herself away,

"I have to go." She walked off wiping tears from her eyes.