Cold Feet

VIOLA

I need a wedding whisperer. I haven’t used one since the story about using a wedding whisperer blew up and destroyed my business the first time round.

The bride has cold feet and I don’t know what to do.

Even worse, I am the bride. I am the one with cold feet.

Rick, the man of my dreams is waiting to marry me but I’m afraid.

I know he hasn’t really dated seriously and I wonder if he knows what he’s getting into. He’s only dated me seriously aside from Christine, if his time with Christine could even be considered as serious dating.

Before that he was a hit and run man. I know why. He told me why and I can understand it. I also know that he’s moved on from that. He has changed for the better and he has ultimately chosen me over Christine. After everything came to light about her who wouldn’t have chosen someone else?

But being nasty is not going to solve my problem now.

or will he get

at the door and a voice

the voice. “It’s Ashley. My wedding

“Yes,” I say.

enters and closes the door behind her. I stand and hug her. I haven’t seen her in

to see you,”

“Likewise,” I say.

“You know why

I nod.

because you’re made for each other. I’ve been listening to people all day and they all say it. You deserve each other. If ever there was a perfect couple, it’s you two. People have

hands. “What if

about love, I know there’s no way you’re going to fail. Any marriage is hard work but you

me feel much better