Diana.
"Is there any adjusment that you want me to carry out?" The seamstress, Wren questioned. With the help of Nadine, they held the dress tightly against my body, to a point that i had found it very hard to breathe.
I couldn't help but stare at myself in the mirror opposite us. This was the second time that I had tried on a wedding gown, when the first time i was the one that had chosen the design myself.
But this time, i said i was okay with whatever was given to me. Going through the stress of picking a dress for a wedding that i was being forced into wasn't worth it but I didn't go through that stress. "It is okay." I breathed enough for the two ladies by my side to hear.
When they let go of the strings that they had pulled for the dress to come together, I heaved out a loud sig
