Ynna stared at herself in the mirror, tracing the square neck of her clothes. She still couldn't believe that she was wearing a wedding gown and that this was her wedding day.
"Ma'am, we'll put your veil on now."
She nodded, as she felt the fine cotton of the veil fastened on her half-tied hair. Afterwards, the make-up artists helped her move on the sofa.
That was the moment someone opened the door, and she smiled when she saw her friend, who was also glowing in a light pink dress.
Her friend walked towards her, handing her the ivory rose bouquet.
"Thank you,"she said genuinely.
"What's the feeling of being a bride?"
She chuckled, showing her hands to her friend. "Shaky," she blurted out.
Her friend laughed, sitting beside her.
"I'm giving my gift to you now."
"So sudden?" she
