Beautiful Perfection (Beautifully Unbroken Book 2) by D M Brittle Page A

for today I had decided to keep it simple, although I wanted to look the best that I ever had, I also didn’t want to look like any other person than the one whom Blake had fallen in love with.
    Being winter, the dressmaker had decided I should go for a vintage 1930’s style ivory empire line gown; the dress clung just right to my bump and then flowed freely to the floor. With a high front neckline and long sleeves in dainty sheer lace, the dress was classy and elegant; the dressmaker had worked a hell of a lot of magic to get the dress to such a high standard with such limited time available. My hair had been styled into a low side bun, complimented with a red rose, which in turn matched the bridesmaids’ dresses perfectly. Because my bouquet was made up of just red roses, the bridesmaid dresses were red and completely straight, also with long sleeves but made from perfect soft chiffon. The bridesmaid’s bouquets would mirror mine but instead of red roses, theirs would be cream. I had to compliment both of our mothers for a job very well done on all accounts of this wedding; I may have wanted simple but everything that they had planned alongside us had been complete perfection.
    Casey, Jasmine and Jemma were all staring at my reflection alongside me with happy smiles and tears that we were all trying to sniff back.
    “You look amazing.” Casey spoke first, breaking the silence.
    “I actually do don’t I?” I replied with a smile quietly as I struggled to move my eyes away from the mirror.
    “You look perfect,” Jasmine sniffed.
    “Beautiful.” Jemma added.
    Casey put her arm around my shoulder as our eyes met in the mirror, “I love you Mary Poppins.” We all laughed through the happy tears that were now falling freely from our eyes.
    “Can we come in ladies?” Julia knocked at the bedroom door before opening it slowly; both my mum and Julia gasped with surprise as I turned to face them.
    “Will I do?” I asked as I gave them a slow twirl.
    “You will more than do my darling, I am so happy that you are going to be my daughter in law, we couldn’t have wished for a more precious girl than you.” Julia headed over and placed a kiss to the side of my hair, “don’t want to spoil that beautiful face of yours with lipstick now do we?” As her eyes glazed over she stepped back just as mum approached.
    “Ladies, let’s give Jo and her mother a few moments alone shall we?” Julia nodded to the doorway as my bridesmaids followed her out of the room and down the stairs.
    Mum took the few steps towards me and took both of my hands in hers; she continued to look down at our hands as she tried desperately to hold back her emotion. “There would be no other man alive today that would be any prouder than your dad Josephine. What you were twelve months ago and what you have grown into now, I just …” Mum finally looked up to me and smiled as her eyes filled with unshed tears. Unable to finish, she nodded as she struggled to control her emotion.
    “I know Mum,” I gave her a reassuring smile as I squeezed her hands gently. “I wish he were here too; today, tomorrow, when the babies are born. I wish more than anything that he could share all of those things with me, with us.” As my lip shook, the tears fought so hard to spill over but I tried desperately to remain strong. “We can’t see him Mum, but he is here I know he is. From the minute that he left us, he only left us in person. I know that he is stood next to us right now; he is probably saying; ‘pull yourselves together you silly fools, this is a happy day not a bloomin’ funeral, dear oh deary me.’ I mimicked my dad’s deep voice knowing that those words would be exactly what he would be saying to us now despite the fact that he too would have tears in his eyes. Mum laughed but her tears began to fall. “Every bit of good that has happened to me since he died, he was there Mum. He gave me my job, he gave me my confidence back, he gave us