“We are, Iris,” Solara reassured her.
It took half an hour for Iris to straighten Kayla’s curly hair. She swept it into an elegant French twist, with little rhinestones pinned into it. When her hair was done, Scarlet took over and made up her face with light silver eye shadow and a light pink gloss. Slowly the image of a princess was taking shape and when she slipped on her wedding gown it was complete.
Kayla was opposed to wearing a veil; there was nothing innocent about her. But her Nana insisted on it. She pinned the white lace veil at the back of her twist and it gave the ensemble the complete look it needed. She sat next to her grandmother as she got ready, giving her most of the attention and helping her with her black and white dress suit.
Iris and Scarlet were helping each other
