A Hundred of Her Memories
92 – Flowers
Xion smoothed out her white dress and bit her lip nervously. "I don't know. Does it look okay?"
Axel's mother walked up to her and smiled. "Dear, I have never seen a bride so beautiful. You are the perfect woman for my son."
The young girl blushed. "I hope so."
"I know so." The older woman walked to the other side of the room and picked up a veil. "This was mine when I got married. Something old," she grinned, "as well as borrowed." She placed it upon Xion's head and carefully tucked a lock of her ebony hair behind her ear.
"Now, something new…" The auburn-haired woman held out a silver chain with a heart, beautiful and new, and fastened it around her neck. "This is a gift from me and my husband."
"Thank you," Xion whispered, looking down at the piece of jewelry in awe.
"And now for something blue." The bride was presented with a bouquet of forget-me-nots. She took it gratefully, nodding to her mother-in-law.
"Thank you. This flower means so much to me."
"I know. Lea told me."
"He did?" Xion cocked her head. "But then-?"
"It doesn't matter," the older woman waved her hands, "Just get out there…" She flipped the veil over Xion's head. "And wow my boy, alright?"
"Yes ma'am."