Reese came into the room, leaning gently on the arm of a shop assistant.
For a split second, Sylvia was completely stunned.
A thousand words floated through her mind, but in the end, only one stuck: ethereal.
Because Reese wore a prosthetic, she couldn't handle an overly complicated wedding dress. So the designer had created something special, just for her.
The top was a delicate corset of lace, dotted with layered organza petals-soft and airy, but with an edge of strength. The skirt flowed down in light, layered tulle, with a discreet slit at the hem so Reese could walk easily.
The whole look was dreamy, otherworldly-and with Reese's smile, it was impossible to imagine anyone more deserving.
Teetering in her high heels, Reese made her way over, beaming, and even shot Sylvia a playful look, as if to say, "Well? How do I look?"
Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.
Sylvia nodded enthusiastically, forcing a smile. She didn't want to look like she was struggling to keep it together.
Reese seemed to take heart, letting go of the assistant's arm and walking, step by step, toward Rupert.
The boutique was decorated to feel like a real wedding venue, all soft lights and white roses.
Reese walked toward her fiancé, radiant.
It was a world Sylvia could never reach, not in a hundred lifetimes.
She stepped back, then back again, eager to slip away from all that golden light. Then, suddenly, Reese wobbled on her heels and fell right toward Rupert.
almost instinctively, not to catch her, but to stop her from falling any
her into a steadying hug and gave her a
her shoes.
expression softening just
don't wear heels, I won't even reach your shoulder. What's
room burst into
was beaming at them,
just wanted to fade into the background, but fate wasn't having
"Ms. Lloyd, where's
them," Sylvia replied, glancing
was too busy watching Reese, so Mrs. Hanson nudged him
glancing at Sylvia. "Mom, just pick something for
seized the moment, giving Sylvia a withering look before
out the plainest, most matronly dress she could find
over.
Sylvia, waiting for her to
Sylvia just smiled calmly. "If you like
A woman's supposed to do what her husband's family says on her
her gaze and
was just going to take whatever came her
were locked on Mrs. Hanson's purse, unnoticed by anyone
Just
assistant came in
with an orate English-style
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