Page 47 of Harmonizing Hearts

Just then, Jill approaches, her face beaming with excitement. “Emma just sent me a text. She’s on her way to try on wedding dresses. Can you believe it? We’re going to be stunning on your big day!”

I smile, genuinely happy for Emma, but a pang of sadness hits me. “I wish I could be there too, Jill. I want to see her in that dress, you know?”

Liam pats my shoulder, amusement in his eyes. “Not until the wedding day.”

“I don’t believe that bad luck story.” I sigh.

With the wedding preparations underway, the guys and I head to a nearby tailor where Angel made sure to book a close doors appointment to try on suits. We walk into the shop, and the sound of laughter and chatter fills the air. The tailor greets us warmly, ready to assist.

As we try on various suits, Angel joins us, her presence adding an extra touch of style and insight. We exchange playful banter, providing feedback to each other as we search for the perfect ensemble for the big day. After much deliberation and Angel’s expert opinion, we finally settle on our suits. We bid the tailor farewell and step out onto the bustling streets, ready for a breather.

Dex and I decide to head to Caramels, a quaint café we discovered near the SMD offices that we adore. We settle into a corner booth, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee enveloping us.

Dex sighs, his shoulders slumping slightly. “My date dumped me. Seems like I won’t have a plus one for the wedding.”

I feel a pang of empathy for my friend, knowing how much he had been looking forward to having someone by his side. “Aw, man, I’m sorry to hear that.”

Dex shrugs, attempting to hide his disappointment. “Yeah, well, these things happen, I guess.”

I search for the right words, wanting to lift his spirits. “There are plenty of fish in the sea, you know? You’ll find someone who appreciates you for who you are.”

Dex offers a weak smile, his gaze shifting to the window. “Maybe, Jax. Maybe.”

“You need to move on from Samantha, Dex.”

Dex’s smile fades a little, a hint of sadness in his eyes. “Yeah, I’m trying to.” That’s a big fucking lie. “But enough about that. Let’s talk about something else. How’s the new album shaping up, have you heard the latest version?”

I catch on to his attempt to redirect the conversation, understanding his need for some space. “The album is coming together in the best way. I can’t wait for you guys to hear it too.”

Dex nods, a flicker of excitement returning to his eyes. “That’s awesome, man. I’m feeling it in my bones this is the right path.”

As we continue our conversation, I can’t help but feel a mix of emotions. The joy of the upcoming wedding, the excitement for the new album, and the sadness for Dex’s recent disappointment all swirl within me. But I’m grateful for the bond we share, the camaraderie that carries us through both the highs and lows of life. And as I sip my coffee, I silently hope Dex will find the happiness he deserves, just as I have found mine.

Isit nervously in the makeup chair, surrounded by brushes and powders. The hairdresser works diligently, weaving my hair into an elegant updo. The anticipation of the day builds within me, my heart fluttering with a mix of excitement and nerves.

Angel, Jill, and aunt Trish are busy fluttering around the room, ensuring every detail is perfect. Their infectious energy fills the air, and their presence brings a sense of calm amidst the flurry of activity.

“Em, you look absolutely stunning,” Angel exclaims, her eyes sparkling with pride. “Jax won’t know what hit him when he sees you.”

I offer a grateful smile, feeling the warmth of their support. “Thank you, Angel. I couldn’t have asked for better friends to share this moment with.”

Jill approaches with a camera in hand, a mischievous twinkle in her eye. “Alright, ladies, it’s time for our impromptu photoshoot. Strike a pose!”

We giggle and playfully pose for the camera, capturing the joy and excitement of the day. Auntie, Angel, and Jill have been my pillars of strength throughout this journey, and I’m grateful to have them by my side.

Just as we finish our mini photoshoot, the door opens, and Mac steps in, a small box in his hand.

“Emma, you look stunning,” Mac says, his voice filled with love and pride. “Jax wanted me to give you this.” I gasp when I see the necklace nestled within it. It’s an exquisite piece, the design resembling the tattoo Jax has on his wrist. This is more than a necklace, it's his way to tell me I’m his for eternity.

Tears well up in my eyes as I take the necklace from him, the weight of Jax’s love tangible in my hands. “Thank you, Pop. It’s absolutely beautiful. Please tell Jax I love him with all my heart.”

Mac smiles warmly, his eyes twinkling with affection. “Will do, Em, and thank you.” He squeezes my hands and kisses them before leaving my room.

I standbefore the full-length mirror, my heart pounding with nervous anticipation. The wedding dress, a vision of delicate lace and flowing tulle, hugs my curves and accentuates the roundness of my womb. I take a deep breath, before walking out the room and heading to see the man of my life. Steadying myself, I spot the photographers on the sidelines, but I choose to focus on the only person that matters to me.

Jax is here. In front of me. So close yet so distant.

“Are you ready?”

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