Diana's POV
"Diana!" Kelly cried out and rushed to me. She collided into me, her arms tight around my neck. I hugged her back, inhaling lungfuls of her scent. She smelled of baby powder, soft and nostalgic. "You made it!"
"I did," I held her tightly. She's the closest thing I have to a sister. "How are you doing?"
She pulled away. Her dark normally soulful eyes were bloodshot and red. She must have been crying a lot. Overhead, the sky was overcast and dark. Even though it was eight in the morning, it looked like evening.
"You look good," she said and laughed. She held me at my elbows, her eyes scanning my body. "You look really good."
"So do you," I said with a small smile. She had transformed from the lanky girl I knew into a woman. She wore a fitting black gown with frilly lace and
