Sarah's POV.
I sat in front of the vanity mirror, the ivory folds of my white wedding gown cascading around me like a cloud. My heart fluttered with excitement, sending tremors of joy through every fiber of my being. Today was the day I would marry the most sought-after billionaire bachelor in the country, Alex Hamilton. He was the epitome of perfection, and the thought of being his wife left me awe-struck with gratitude for my extraordinary luck. Despite the limited time we had spent together, I couldn't deny the deep admiration and affection I had harbored for him since I was a young girl.
As I gazed at my reflection, a radiant blush painted my cheeks, mirroring the uncontainable delight surging within me. My heartbeats seemed to synchronize with the rhythmic rustle of the dress, and I
