Natalia POV I looked at myself over and over. I was searching for anything that looked off or wrong. I couldn't stop tracing my fingers over the fabric of my dress. I probably looked it over 100 times, and tried to readjust it just as much because I was a frantic mess. The brightness of my dress was not helping, as well. Don't get me wrong it was a beautiful white lacy dress that flowed to the bottom of my body, and laid onto the floor behind me. It sculpted my body perfect, clinging to my hips, chest, and waist. It was also long sleeved as well. The sleeves were covered in white elegant designs, that were found throughout the whole piece My hair was in beautiful body curls that framed my face well, and reached just below my back, and my makeup was done to perfection matching my jewelry, and silver high heel shoes. I was perfect, nothing was wrong of how I looked, but on the inside, I felt like I was crumbling. And the brightness of this dress was just adding on to my stress because of the headache it gave me. I peeled my eyes away from the mirror and turned around. There were bodies everywhere in my dressing room. People searching for things, organizing things, yelling over things, and just loud and distracting, and I didn’t even know half of them. Asher’s mom hired so many people to make sure that this wedding will be perfect, and I'm thankful for that. I just feel like it's too much, and it's not helping just seeing them scatter around in the room where I very well should have privacy in. "Natalia, you okay?" I heard a voice in front of me. I looked at the person and it was Julia. However, I felt like I couldn't speak. "Natalia!" I looked around frantically, with my mouth still close. "Okay, everyone out please. Give the bride some privacy!" I heard Julia shout over the busy people. I looked over and saw the pause for a second before they quickly walked out of the room. When I saw the door closed, I collapsed in the chair near me, and released a breath that I've been holding for a while. I felt like I couldn't breathe. I kept breathing in and out and clenching my chest trying to find a decent rhythm. I felt Julia's hand on my arm rubbing it soothingly. "Deep breaths Hun in and out." She said breathing with me. I breathed with her for a minute before I found my own rhythm. She gave me a glass of water that was on stand near us. I took a long sip, and felt the water down my throat cooling me down a little. She grabbed the half empty glass from my hand setting it down on the table. "Wedding jitters?" Julia asked chuckling a little bit. "Yes, I guess." I said finally speaking with shaky words. "That's normal Natalia, but there's nothing to worry about." She said while holding my hand, and giving me a bright smile along with it. She was a beautiful bride’s maid, and a supportive one at that. Julia and we have gotten so close over the years. She was like a sister to me, right next to Tracey. I was so close with them both. We spent so much time together these past few years. They have been there for me through so much. They are the few people that I can really count on. "I know I just-" I said cutting myself off. "You just what?" She questioned. "I'm just nervous about the whole thing. I'm actually getting married to someone that I love and adore. I just feel like I'm going to mess it up. Or something bad is going to take place." "Natalia don't you worry about that-" Julie was cut off mid-sentence by the door being opened. "Oh, no what happened while I was gone?" Tracey asked while closing the door. "Can you please talk to her Tracey. Give her at least some comforting words." Julie asked with pleading eyes. That was thing with Julie she was kind of like her brother and she wasn't good when it came to words really. Tracey was the one that was so sensitive, caring, and comforting when it came to the two of them. We all balanced each other out from our personalities all the way to who we were as individuals. I loved it though. I wouldn't change my friendships for the world. "Oh, Natalia you really don't have to worry. Julie is write nothing is going to happen. You deserve happiness. You are finally getting your happily ever after. " She grabbed my hand from my lap and held it tightly. I smiled at her a little reassuring myself that I will be fine until... "And besides if he tries to run off, I'll shoot him myself." She said chuckling a little bit. At this comment I was a mess all over again. He's going to run off just like Julian. I can't go through the wedding. I stood up with wide eyes, and ran behind the dressing curtain. "Oh, Natalia I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to say that or make it worse-" "I can't go through with the wedding. I'm calling it off!" I yelled behind the curtain. "Look what you done, now we have a frantic bride, and a doomed wedding!" Julie angrily whispered. "Well, how was I supposed to know she was going to call off the wedding. I was just trying to comfort her like you told me too!" Tracey whispered back. "Yes, I did because you’re the one who’s good with words, and knows what to do when it comes to this stuff, but apparently not!" "Well then you-" "What's going on?" I froze behind the curtain, and the bickering between my maid of honor and bridesmaid stopped when he spoke up. The only person that causes me to have chills till this day by only his voice alone. "I have people outside, wedding planners to be exact saying that they have been kicked out of the dressing room." He said with anger in his voice. "Yes, brother they have, because your wife to be seemed like she was going to pass out from the chaos that these stupid wedding planners cause. I was just trying to help." Julie said snapping back. "Pass out, where is she?" The room was silent for a while until I heard a door close, and my name being called. "Natalia?" "Yes?" Once he spotted my voice and located where I was at. I heard his footsteps come near the curtain. "No, Asher don't come in. I don't want you to see me in my dress." I said while bunching the curtain in my hand. "Natalia, I want to see if you’re okay? Why are you even behind the curtain anyway?" "I'm okay really-" "Cut the crap, I know when something is wrong. Now tell me or I'm coming in." He said in a low voice. I was silent for a while, hoping that he would just go away but of course he didn’t.