Five months later...
Jenna stood straight as she gazed at herself in the mirror. After five long months, the day had finally arrived—she was about to say "I do."
A nervous flutter filled her chest, but the thought of walking down the aisle toward Heirman replaced her anxiety with overwhelming happiness. He was the man she loved, the man she chose to spend the rest of her life with.
"Jenna, halika na! We're going to be late," Vanilla called from outside the room.
"I'm coming," Jenna responded, taking one last look at herself in the mirror.
She was wearing a simple yet elegant tube-top wedding gown. Heirman had insisted on buying her an expensive designer dress, but she refused. She wanted their wedding to be simple and meaningful, rather than extravagant. To her, the price of a dress d
