*7 Years Later*
"Nervous?" Shanntel asked a very beautiful bride. Clarice nodded. "My hands can't stop shaking. Look at it." Clarice showed her hands to Shanntel. Shanntel laughed and hold both her hands.
"Come on. Relax. She's waiting on the altar for you. You're going to be someone's wife today." Clarice's turned to face the mirrors. She looks at herself and her attire. It's one of the most beautiful dresses out there. One of a kind. Literally.
"You look amazing! Don't worry much."
Clarice smiled when she saw Shanntel's reflection. "Do you think she will come?" Shanntel gave her an apologetic smile. "We both hurt her too much. I don't think she will."
A knocked on the door turned their focus. "Come in," Clarice says. Clarice's father opened the door and went to his princess. "It's t
