Jilted Bride Dear Ex Fiancé Your Friend Is My Husband

Ellen's POV

"Elly! Elly!" I heard my mom's voice call me as I slowly regained consciousness. "You are going to be late for your wedding." She whispered into my ears and I jumped up as the sleep instantly vanished from my eyes.

I looked at the time and it was 7 am.

"Mom! You should've woken me up earlier." I screamed as I stood up and began running into the bathroom.

" I tried my best, Elly, but I'm sure the drinks from the bridal shower last night did a good job on you." My mom muttered as she stood up from my bed and watched me running around, trying to find my towel and toothbrush.

"I didn't drink alcohol, mom. Shit! Talking about alcohol, please, help me wake my bridal train from the guest room. Thank you, mom. I love you!" I yelled at her as I ran into the bathroom to have a quick shower.

"Be quick! The make-up artists and hair stylists are already here." She screamed after me.

I had told Elfreda, my younger sister not to bring alcohol as part of the drinks for the bridal shower but she had refused and brought lot's of bottles.

"A little bit will not hurt anyone." She had said, but right now, I don't think she was right about that, because my whole bridal team was still asleep and I knew that.

Waking up late on my wedding day was already a bad omen and I felt a tinge of guilt in my heart.

I wasn't supposed to do this to the love of my life. If not anything, I should be the most punctual today.

In a few minutes, I was already out of the bathroom and rubbing lotion on my body. I put on the white underlays I had laid out the previous night before running out of my room.

"Make-up artists and hair stylists come up!" I stood up the stairs and screamed in my excitement and when I saw two ladies running up with assistance, I knew I was good.

A glance at my wall clock and it was 7:30 am already, so I sat on my seat like a molded creature and counted the seconds as both stylists did their wonderful job on my face.

"Elly! Are you with my eyeliner and lip gloss?" My younger sister, Elfreda asked as she ran into my room and I pointed in the direction of my make-up kit.

"I'm not with yours, but use mine to save time," I told her and she whispered thank you and ran in the direction I had pointed.

"And the girls?" I asked as she was about to take her flight the way she had come.

"Still dressing up, but they'll be done in time," she said and stared at me with a smile.

"What?" I asked, smiling sheepishly.

" They aren't through with you but you already look so dashing, sis." Elfreda stood at the door and commented as my smile widened.

She was my chief bridesmaid for the day and wasn't one that easily made comments or gave compliments to me, so I accepted it with all my heart knowing she was doing this because it was my special day.

" Thanks, Elfreda," I responded with a smile.

" See you soon." She said and winked at me before running out of my room.

*****

I was whispering Thanksgiving prayers by the time I got to church and my time read 9:30 am, which meant I still had thirty more minutes to calm myself down before the service commenced.

I watched the crowd I and Hammond had pulled to come to witness our wedding today and smiled inwardly. The paparazzi and newscasters were everywhere, waiting to capture the latest couple, as well as our business partners and colleagues.