To say Margaret was nervous was an understatement.
She was terrified.
She didn't know if she could go through with this.
Her stomach was in knots and her palms were sweaty.
"Oh, you look so pretty, Auntie Marg."
Margaret turned and saw her niece.
She looked so beautiful.
She was dressed in a simple, black dress due to her swollen belly and the choker that Margaret had given her for her wedding adorned her neck.
"So, do you, sweet fangs."
"Are you nervous?"
"A little bit. Were you this nervous?"
"Of course but it's worth it in the end."
"I just hope that…"
"I believe that Uncle Anthony and Mom are perfectly fine with this. And I believe that they're the ones that got you and Dad together."
Moving toward her niece, Margaret wrapped her arms around her.
"Thank you, my sweet fangs. I needed to hear that."
When the march began to play, Margaret took a deep breath.
It was now or never.
Clutching the bouquet, Margaret started making her way down the aisle.
When Dracula saw her, he felt like his heart began to beat again.
She looked so beautiful.
But he couldn't help the little bit of guilt that twinged.
He loved Margaret but he still loved Martha.
Yet he had the feeling that Martha was all right with this.
He believed that she and Anthony were the ones that had him and Margaret end up together.
When Dracula slid the ring onto her finger, that's when Margaret knew that she was not going to be alone anymore.
Even though her first love was gone, he was still apart of her.
In the end, she knew that he would want her to be happy.
And Dracula made her happy.
Moving toward him, she pressed her lips to his'.
"I now present, Count Dracula and Lady Dracula."
Taking her by the hand, Dracula led her to the dancefloor.
They made their way from the dancefloor to the ceiling.
"Is it everything you dreamed of, my bleeding heart?"
"Yes, but I can't help but feel..."
"I know. I feel the same way."
"Do you think that Martha and Anthony would be okay with this?"
Dracula cupped her chin.
"My blood orange, I believe that it was Martha and Anthony that brought us together."
"Then we should make a promise. Even thought we're married, we will never forget Margaret and Anthony or what they meant to us."
"Deal."
Margaret giggled when Dracula picked her up in his arms then spun around.