Luciana is standing in front of the mirror, she is wearing a beautiful wedding gown with very expensive jewelry. Two girls are making her hairs and two gay make-up artists are doing her make-up.
"Luciana........" Neha called her daughter because she can see the pain in the eyes of her daughter.
"Mom I don't want to marry him, " said Luciana, and warm tears fell from her eyes. "Oh honey you are spoiling your make-up, " said the make-up artist, and more tears roll down from Luciana's eyes.
Neha stand near her daughter and wiped her tears lovingly. "I always dreamed to wear this dress for Jamie, " said Luciana, and Neha hugged her daughter.
"Stop crying my Child, I talked to your Dad and he said he'll take you back in six months, " said Neha but Luciana sobbed on the shoulder of her m
