The third point of view:
Reina gulped, her heart pounding loudly in her ear. When she thought of coming here, she never braced herself for this kind of shock, she didn't expect this.
Angela was a shadow of herself - how could someone age this quickly? Her cheeks were sunken and her once beautiful skin she had treasured and taken care of with the best body cream money could buy was dry and she had an unhealthy pallor.
Aside from that, Angela had lost weight - a lot of weight. Though she hasn't lost all of her hair nor sections of it as common with cancer patients, Reina noticed that her hair was dryer and duller. In conclusion, a look at Angela, one need not be told that she was dancing with death; the grim reaper was just around the corner.
But she didn't look this bad when she came to the wedding? How could the sickness degenerate this quickly? Unless...
