E M I L Y
I stood in front of the full length mirror, my hands smoothing down the front of my white dress.
It was my wedding day.
The dress was simple, yet elegant. It was made of silk and lace with a long train that cascaded down the floor. My literal dream wedding dress.
My long blonde hair was styled in an elegant updo, with a few loose curls framing my face. A veil was attached to my hair, flowing down my back.
I looked like a princess. A queen.
"You look so beautiful," Hailey said, her eyes filled with tears as she stood behind me. She was my matron of honor.
"Thank you," I said, my voice trembling. "For everything."
"Oh, honey," she said, pulling me into a hug. "You're family now. I'd do anything for you."
Aria, who was my flower girl, was fidgeting with her dress. "Can we g
