Ivy
“Oh, Ivy,” June cooed from the doorway of the hotel, “you look gorgeous.” I ran my hands down my dress and smiled at the fabric. I really did like this dress. A lot had happened over the past few days, and my head still spun with it all. “Just wait until your mother sees you.”
“Thanks, June. Would you mind?”
“Of course.” She helped me fasten the chain that held a small locket that had once belonged to my grandmother.
“Have you seen Ty yet?”
“Handsome as ever.” She winked. “You two will make the perfect pair.”
“Ty in a tux? Yes, please.” I laughed. “Zack’s here too?” I lifted a brow at her in the mirror and saw her blush.
“Of course. He’s running around making sure everyone’s well looked after.” She pressed her lips together in a tight smile like she couldn’t hold it in anymore.
