“I’m so happy that today is your wedding,” Brenda said, sitting on the plush chair in the dressing room as the hairstylist carefully worked on my hair. “You’re finally getting married to Ivan. You really deserve this.”
I smiled, staring at my reflection in the mirror. My heart was full of mixed emotions, excitement, nervousness, and a lingering sense of unease. The day I had dreamed of was here, but with everything that had happened recently, it felt bittersweet.
“I still can’t believe it’s happening,” I said softly, my fingers lightly tracing the edge of the table. “After everything, it feels surreal.”
Brenda stood up and walked over to me, resting her hand on my shoulder. “You’ve been through a lot, but today is about you and Ivan. Don’t let anything or anyone take that away from you.
