It was a prank

"Mira, honey you need to come down already," I heard mom call from down the stairs but I and kelly were busy trying to find my mini crown.

"I swear I kept it in the closet," Kelly said throwing out all the things in the closet in an attempt to find what we were looking for.

"Honey, you're going to be late," mom calls again and I knew we should be going down already else she was going to come up and drag me down even though I was the one getting married.

"Let's just go, Kelly," I said and turned to look at my reflection in the mirror. "My hair looks fine without it right?" I asked and that made her turn to look at me with guilt-ridden face.

"Hey, that's okay, I look perfect even without it, and you know it," I said when I sensed that she was trying to blame herself for the fact that the crown was missing.

My hair was in a princess bun and had a few pieces of jewellery decorating it so it didn't look plain.

"I'm—"

"No, no apologizing remember?" I cut in before she would apologize and then she nods her head before we went down the stairs.

"Took you long enough," mom scolded and all we did was smile at her sheepishly before we all went out the door.

"If it isn't the bride!" My brother Eric declared with a mischievous smile and all I did was snare at him, we have never been best of friends but we loved each other.

The car I was going to enter was packed at the entrance and so was my parent's car too, we all got in together and Kelly taking one car and my parents taking the other one at the front.

We had a convoy of about ten cars the others consisted of close friends and the rest was all just bodyguards. Yeah, I have those.

My family owned a fabric producing company, one of the largest in New York City and we also own a few others around the world.

I thought I would be filled with too much excitement while we drive to the church, but I couldn't stop my hands from trembling.

Anxiety was breathing to set in, and I know I shouldn't let it but it seems I can't do much to stop it either.

"Kelly, distract me," I turned to look at her pleadingly.

She squints her eyes for a moment, but then, a realisation dawned on her and her mouth formed the shape of oh.

She knew I was nervous. Her hand reached out to hold mine.

"Remember the last time we went swimming?" She says her eyes shimmering with excitement and the moment I recalled the memory I couldn't help but burst into laughter.

That was one memory that make me laugh each time I remembered it.

It was a sunny day, and we decided to throw a pool party. The bikini I wore was a linen bikini that was tied at both ends and I didn't realize the bikini had gone loose until I got out of the water only to fly back in, in embarrassment.

We laughed for a while and I felt my anxiety go down a bit until our car came to a halt.

"Ma'am we are here," our driver announced making me look over to Kelly with a small smile.

"I'm going to go check if you can come down already," she says and got out of the car leaving me there as my anxiety threatens to surface once more.

I kept getting a feeling that something was wrong, maybe because I haven't heard from Anton yet, or maybe I was getting a cold feet. Either way, I was hoping this was all just my imaginations and fears kicking in, as I hoped that none of it was actually real.

I almost wiped my sweaty hands on my dress when I realized it might leave a stain and that made me fold my hands back into a fist. I can't leave a stain on my wedding dress.

I tried practicing the calming techniques, taking large intakes of breath and then releasing but that didn't work as I expected.

The car door opened once more making my breath hitch as I looked over to see who it was.

"You can come out now," it was Kelly. So with one last deep breath and then releasing, I got the two of my feet out first and then got out with Kelly holding out her hand for me to take.

I didn't worry about my dress getting dirty because a carpet was laid down from the mouth of the car down to the insides if the church.

The continous clicking sound of paparazzi made me frown a little as I remembered we had kept this from the public because we didn't want unnecessary reporters swarming around but apparently they still managed to find out.

I tried to keep a smile plastered on my face while I walked into the church where I was expecting to see Anton standing at the Altar a little tear in his eyes when he sees me because if how happy and luck he felt to finally have me as his wife, but when I did look up, down at the altar, he wasn't there.

I felt my heart sank to the bottom of my stomach immediately and my knees felt weak.

"Where is Anton?" I turned to ask Kelly but she was no longer beside me, she had walked a few feet ahead of me.

I didn't realize I was holding my cell phone, until a slight vibration pulled my attention down to my hands.

"It was all a prank, #Aton" that was the last thing I remembered seeing before I felt the weight of the whole world crashing on me and with that I fell unconscious.