Elise stood behind a screen divider while the seamstress helped her to fit her wedding gown behind it; busily tempering the side of her waist where the fabric was too loos. Cynthia was busy speaking with Ian about the wedding and the process of the wedding until she stepped out to showcase the wedding gown that she wore.
Ian's eyes didn't stop staring at the white dress that adorn his bride, his smile widening while he stared at her, "You look breathtaking," Ian whispered as he made his way next to her. "Count me as the luckiest man in the lands to have you as my bride."
