Rose took another breath for the eleventh time while looking at the mirror. Her eyes slightly heavy possibly from the lack of sleep she had. She was turning and tossing on her bed until late morning. She bit her mouth while her hands tightly griped the chair that was set in front of the vanity and a long oval mirror hanging above the vanity.
She didn't even want to look at the wedding dress that was stashed aside on the small dressing table. It wasn't even that beautiful but this wasn't a love wedding afterall. A little frown graced her face knowing that she was about to get married for real. She recalled always having this dream for the longest of times since she was a little girl.
The white gown, the hairdo, the ornaments placed on the bride and the beautiful bouquet of her best flower
