As a child you always imagined meeting someone who made your heart beat just by looking at you and finally, after years, your dream had come true. Ellie Williams, your best friend since you were little, your greatest confidante, and the most beautiful woman in Jackson, was finally becoming your wife. And you still couldn't believe it. It had been a tiring morning: between hair and makeup, you hadn't realized how late it had gotten. That same morning, Joel had come by when you were alone and taking advantage of it, he had given you a huge bouquet of flowers with some carved diamonds that had, to say the least, made you cry. Then he gave you a kiss on the forehead and hugged you, he told you that he would always be proud of you and that you were his little girl. But the time had come. As soon as you entered the church and crossed the aisle with Tommy who had offered to accompany you, Ellie already had her gaze fixed on you. She bit his lips and you especially paid attention to that gesture. Your eyes immediately moved to her gorgeous green ones and quickly moved down to her clothing. She wore an elegant black tuxedo that hugged the muscles of her arms and legs perfectly, and her hair was pulled back in a neat mullet. And obviously her converse shoes couldn't be missing. Tommy gently released your arm and slowly, you approached her, taking the hem of her dress to the side, walking on your heels as you approached her. You placed a hand on her shoulder and stood slightly on your tiptoes, moving closer to her ear. You whispered something to her and placed a rather provocative photo inside her jacket, giggling. Her eyes darted to you, then she admired your fingers with a hint of challenge and a thoughtful grin on her face.