Chapter 9. The Wedding

Sophie's POV

“Miss Sophie, which wedding gown here would you like to wear?” asked the bridal stylist to me as the maids kept on bringing different wedding gowns.

I looked at the gowns without any emotion on my face. “You can just choose for me.”

The stylist looked surprised. “O-Okay, Miss Sophie. I think the first one would look good on you.”

“Okay.”

I’m going to marry the man that I don’t even love. I’ve been dreaming about getting married since I was a kid. I don’t care if it’s simple, I don’t care what place we’re going to get married at, and I don’t even care what gown I would wear as long as my groom is the man that I truly love. I’ve always dreamed of having a happy, loving family, but I don’t think I would still be able to have that.

The stylists permed my hair and turned it into a messy bun where some strands of it were falling on the side of my cheeks. They put a simple make up on my face, a tiara above my head, and a sim