Legally bound
Emily
I looked like a bride but just didn't feel like one.
The woman staring back at me from Xena's mirror looked beautiful enough to be getting married. My white dress was simple but elegant, fitted at the waist and falling just below my knees. Xena had insisted on soft curls, light makeup, and a pair of pearl earrings she claimed made me look expensive.
I only saw a woman standing on the edge of a life she hadn't chosen.
"You need to stop looking at yourself like you're attending your own funeral," Xena said from behind me, adjusting the shoulder of my dress.
I managed a weak smile through the mirror.
"Maybe because that's exactly what this feels like."
Xena clicked her tongue and stepped in front of me. "Emily."
I sighed and looked away.
I hadn't slept much aft
