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Gazing at the mirror before her she could not help but feel at a loss. A million thoughts were running through her mind racing at a mile a minute. Sliding her hands down the silky white gown she hummed to herself.

Could she really do this? Was she ready? Would she be able to make the love of her life happy for the rest of their lives?

Shaking her head as if to shoo away the thoughts that haunted her for days she bravely put on a smile. 

"I can do this, it's no big deal. Just me tying myself to someone for the rest of my life. No biggie, right?"

She asked the person in her mirror, her face fell when no reply came but of course, she would not get one from her reflection.

"Robin, are you rea-Oh my gosh you look stunning"

Her long-time best friend, Layla gushed entering the room. She admired her friend and bride-to-be. Her excitement far surpassed that of her own. Giving her a disapproving look Layla raised a brow at her, confused as to why her friend was not as excited as she was.

"What's wrong? Aren't you excited? You're getting married!"

She exclaimed in excitement but immediately packed that excitement away when she noticed the look of concern on her friend's face.

Walking up to her she held her by the shoulders, looking into her eyes she tried to comfort her.

"Robin, this is the day we have been waiting for, for the past six months. How can you not be nervous?"

"It's just I thought I would have gotten over the nerves by now but I guess not"

"There is nothing wrong with being nervous, this is the first time you're getting married after all"

"So you're saying if this was not my first time getting married I wouldn't be nervous?"

She teased her friend.

"N-No, I'm saying you wouldn't be as nervous or like you have every right to be nervous"

Raising a brow at her now panicking friend she could not help but smile at Layla trying to piece together a sensible argument.

"Layla, I'm just kidding"

She laughed at her friend who slapped her lightly on the shoulder.

"You. Well, I'm glad you're laughing now, and just remember the people here are here for you"

"Really? I thought they were here cause my mother invited them. I don't even know half of them"

Rolling her eyes at the fact she could not help but get upset at her mother for not even consulting her about the invitations. She sighed at the thought of thanking strangers for coming and celebrating one of her happiest moments with her.

"Hey, I'm here for you and I will definitely make it all about you and not your mother"

"Thanks"

Giving her a side hug Layla kissed her on the cheek and turned to the door to leave.

"Remember this day is about you, good luck"

Giving her a thumbs up before disappearing behind the door Robin could not help but laugh at her friend. Turning back to her full body-length mirror her eyes were more determined than before she finally settled the butterflies in the pits of her stomach.

"Yeah, I can do this. no pressure"

Trying to convince herself by all means her nerves began to set in again.

"Maybe I'll just go to Victor. You know just to see how he's doing definitely not for my own sake"

Nodding at her reflection she envisioned it rolling its eyes at her. 

Opening her door she peeked out to see if anyone was in the halls, when she found them empty she went out of her room and made her way to her groom.

Sneakily making her way to his room she found herself standing at his door. Running her hands down her gown she steeled herself once more, raising her hand to the door she was about to knock but stopped when she heard a strange noise coming from inside.

Confused she placed an ear at the door hoping to hear it more clearly. Listening in closely she quickly removed her ear from the door startled by what she heard.

No, no maybe I heard wrong. He would never...Would he?

She could not jump to conclusions just yet Victor was far more loyal than any man she had been with and she needed to have faith in him. Throwing away the thoughts that plagued her head she reached for the doorknob, but before she could open it a hand grabbed at her preventing her from going any further.

Looking up at the culprit her eyes widened in surprise at the sight of her mother dressed in an ankle-length white dress. She was beyond appalled at her the sheer audacity of the woman.

"Mom, what the hell are you wearing?"

"What are you doing here?"

She asked in anger, disregarding her question.

"I'm here to see my fiance. What are you doing here?"

Dressed like that?!

"I was in your room looking for you now come on we have to get you ready"

Grabbing her by the wrist she began pulling Robin away from the door, but she refused to comply with her mother. Twisting out of her grasp she held her wrist which began slightly bruising thanks to her mother's tight grip.

"I am not going anywhere, and why are you wearing a white dress?"

"Yes you are we don't have much time until the ceremony begins now come on"

She tried to grab her again but Robin moved back. The action only managed to anger her mother.

"I told you I'm not going anywhere and you still haven't answered me. Why are you wearing a white dress"

"Because it looks good on me and white is a suitable colour for me"

"For my wedding? Mom, this is beyond the crazy things you've done in the past seriously are you-"

"So what? It's not a big deal"

"Not a big deal? Wow, I'm pretty sure you wouldn't do that at Marcey's wedding"

"Here we go again, always bringing your sister in. Robin, get over yourself it's not always about you"

"It's my wedding day of course it's about me and I bet Victor would agree with me"

Reaching for the door once again, her mother tried to stop her by standing in front of her. Robin was stunned by the act, confused as to why her mother was trying to prevent her from seeing her groom.

Just what was it that she was trying to hide from her? What secret were they trying to bury?