Lyric
I am so nervous! It’s been a long morning, and for a while there, I didn’t think I’d have a dress for my coronation. Marco still hadn’t turned up, and I was having a panic attack.
Moira called the man. But apparently, he was having problems finishing my outfit and wouldn’t make it on time. I knew it was too good to be true! I almost had a breakdown, even with everyone telling me we’d sort it out.
Sort it out?
There I was in my bathrobe, makeup done, hair down and curled slightly at the ends and no dress!
How could that be sorted?!
I felt lost for a few moments. I didn’t know what to do or where to turn. I had to have a ceremonial dress, and nothing else would do. Then Lucy walked in, full of smiles and a dress bag in her hand.
“My darling, don’t be upset. Grandma has just the
