THE WEDDING DAY
Gabriella stared at her reflection in the mirror as the makeup artist did her makeup and the hair stylist worked on her hair at the time. She couldn't believe the day had finally arrived.
She was getting married to Enzo, the man who she had sworn not to ever get married to, the man who she had swore meant nothing to her, the man who she had sworn was nothing but a monster but now here she was willingly looking forward to spending the rest of her life with him.
The makeup artist stepped back, admiring her work. "You look stunning, Miss," she said, smiling.
Gabriella gazed at her reflection, her eyes widening in surprise. She did look stunning. The hairstylist finished up, as well as adjusting the hair bun in place. Gabriella felt like a princess, a feeling she never t
