Name Once Whispered

Chapter1 The Wedding

The gown fit perfectly.

Bellerose stood still, hardly breathing, as the seamstress added the final pin to the hem of her ivory silk gown. The mirror reflected a woman she barely recognized — elegant, radiant, and just hours away from becoming Mrs. Yoel Windsor Montclaire.

The gown was breathtaking — a cascade of silk and lace, with delicate embroidery blooming like wildflowers along the bodice and sleeves. Tiny pearls caught the light with every movement, and the low back was framed by sheer panels, giving the illusion of floating blossoms. Her hair was swept into a loose chignon, fastened with jeweled pins, and a gossamer veil flowed down her back like mist.

She let out a quiet breath. All of it still felt like a dream.

Their love had been sudden, sweeping — the kind that knocks you off your feet and doesn’t give you time to find balance. Midnight strolls along moonlit beaches. Sunrises on foreign shores. And then, the proposal — intimate and breathless beneath Santorini stars.

Now, it was all coming true.

Everything was perfect — the imported flowers, the candlelit ceremony, the fairytale love story.

But there was an ache in her chest she couldn’t ignore.

Something inside her felt… off. Like she was watching someone else live her dream from a distance. It was her perfect day, and yet something wasn’t quite right with her.