ASHLEY'S POV
I sat before the mirror staring at the beautiful bride in it; her brunette hair was styled into a braided bun with few strands at the front, coiled and left dangling to her face. The veil on her head was left to fall backward covering a bit of the bun but undeniably expressing her perfect face. Her smile, her ocean blue eyes tiny nose was all arranged perfectly. Her light makeup and her unblemished fair skin did the whole trick. Her bridal dress was strapless exposing more of those beautiful skin and her hand was adorned with a white net fingerless arm-length evening glove. That girl in the mirror was me.
A month had passed since Cole proposed to me with a ring. I was his fiancée, again until now, I was finally going to be his wife. The wedding was held on the field of the Hendrix villa. It was all set and ready to go all that was left was for the bride, which is me to step in.
