The Wedding Day.
Kylies POV
I look at myself in the mirror. He actually chose a beautiful dress considering he doesn’t really have a beautiful heart, or shall I say hearts. As he has three, for each head. The boob-tubed white silk hugged my body tight as it went down the bodice and Flared out, with a meter long train at the back. Willa, Had a similar-looking dress, just in black and short, ending just below her knees and without the train. The reason I had only seen the dress now was that I asked to have nothing to do with the wedding. He accepted this and did everything the way he wanted. To be honest, even if I did want something a certain way I’m sure he wouldn’t have wanted it. Willa fixes my hair and my makeup. Just in time for one of Cerberus’s minions to rush us along, leaving us
