Tracy POV
I stood in the bridal suite at the Ritz-Carlton, wearing the most expensive wedding dress money could buy, and I felt absolutely perfect. The dress had cost twelve thousand dollars, my jewelry was worth eight thousand, and my hair and makeup artist had charged three thousand for the day. But it was all worth it because today was the day that Bernard and I would show everyone in Sacramento that we were the real success story.
"You look absolutely stunning," said my wedding planner, adjusting the train of my dress. "This is going to be the most photographed wedding of the year."
That was exactly what I wanted to hear. I had hired the best wedding photographer in Northern California and paid extra for a social media specialist who would post professional photos throughout the ent
