Standing at the top of the steps that led to the grand ballroom made me realize that I was more than ready to get this over with. I just want to be in Gia’s arms and forget about today. But I have to suffer in order to relax. The fanfare began to play and my hand wrapped around the railing so I wouldn’t fall. My feet slowly carried me down the steps and in the audience were the two people I cared for most. My father and Gia. A man dressed in a black pair of pants and a white button down shirt stood on the opposite side of the crown, which was placed inside of a glass box. Once I had fully descended the steps, the music had come to a slow stop and fully stopped the second I was in front of the crown. It was silver and covered in rhinestones. It was the crown my mother wore and my grandmot

