There I stood in front of a full-length mirror, my heart racing as I stared at my reflection. The white lace dress clung perfectly to my frame. I couldn’t believe this day would come. I was getting married. All of the people–James Snowman, a man who came into my life unexpectedly and gave me hope when I thought I was no longer useful to this world.
“You look gorgeous”, Beatrice said, walking into the room when she saw me. I guessed she was stunned. She was holding a bouquet of blush pink roses, her face glowing with pride. “Stunning, Stella.”
“Do you think I made the right decision? I asked her with a trembling voice. “What do you think Beatrice?”
Beatrice crossed the room in quick strides, placing her hands on my shoulders. “I’ve never seen you happier than you’ve been with James,” she
