It was maybe one day away from the wedding. It was late in the evening and just after dinner that Evelyn had returned to her room in the house of the senior Alessandro's.
Now she was standing in front of the mannequin that held her wedding dress.
It was a beautiful dress inside out. The fabric was strong enough to have alterations in it again and the cloth added to it along with the patterns that they had decided was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.
Evelyn let an excited chuckle out. She was getting married tomorrow and this was the most exciting event that could have happened to her.
"Married," she muttered to herself as she lightly touched the material of the dress. She was going to get married, it was all going to be perfect and she could not be happier.
She smiled before she felt the tiredness and fatigue return to her.
