The next day:

Waking up today was practically impossible. I have barely been able to sleep, and when I did, it was terrible with nausea and nightmares. The only good thing about everything is that Lucas has taken care of me all day and takes care of absolutely everything.

"Bella..." I hear him say as he enters the room.

I finish zipping up the dress I've put on, and I look at him through the mirror's reflection "yes?"

"Your bro... Alejandro...has arrived", he finally says.

"I'm coming down," I sigh, "I'm nervous; I don't even know how to talk to him," I say, adjusting the fabric of the dress, and...