They sent out the invitations, hired all the services, and booked the church. Everything was ready, waiting for them. Only Laura's dress was missing; two weeks was too little time to find the ideal one, much less to have one custom-made. But it was enough time for Deanna to find hers, which turned out to be very similar to the style her favorite soprano had used in her time.
A white dress, off the shoulder and tight to the body, but with draping on the skirt. Nothing spectacular; the simpler, the better. The protagonist of that day was supposed not to be her, but Laura, and to achieve that, more than a dress would be needed. She would need the help of a few more people.
The guests would be family members of both, the closest friends, and, of course, several university classmates, s
