Electra stood frozen, her gaze locked on her reflection in the mirror. The stunning wedding gown hugged her curves perfectly, the delicate lace and intricate embroidery sparkling in the soft light of the fashion house. But despite the manager's compliment, Electra's face remained somber, her eyes welling up with tears.
The memory of her first wedding dress fitting, seven years ago with Knoxville, came flooding back. She had been young, in love, and full of hope. That marriage had been a beautiful chapter in her life, one she cherished deeply. But now, as she prepared to marry again, she felt trapped and uncertain.
"Ma'am, shouldn't you be happy you're getting married?" the manager asked, her voice tinged with concern.
Electra ignored her, reaching for a tissue to wipe away the tears str
