Chapter 121

I smooth my hands down my ivory wedding dress. It’s classy elegance, and the understated top is lined with a simple sleeveless fitted bodice and tiny pearl detailing. It has a full wispy floating skirt and layers and layers of chiffon puffing out to a full-length cloud of loveliness. It’s a fairy-tale princess dress that matches beautifully with the elegant engagement ring twinkling on my hand, sparkling in all its glory.

I admire my flawless natural makeup in the mirror, touching up my nude lipstick. My tawny hair is wild and curled in its loose, romantic style, tiny tendrils hang around my face, and I appraise my reflection with pride.

I look beautiful! I feel beautiful and serene. There is no fear whatsoever.

I look like a woman hopelessly in love, about to marry the man of her dreams.

I am that woman.

I slide on my satin ivory stilettos that almost mirror the shoes I used to adore so much. It feels weird to be back in heels after so long, and I turn