Emilia turned the corner and noticed Amy standing there still as a statue, she followed her gaze and stopped short as her eyes took in the beautiful creation that stood before her.
"It is so dreamy..." Emilia whispered in awe. It somehow seemed just right not to make a loud sound. Also, it wasn't a wonder that Amy had not liked any dresses from all the designers she had seen. The perfect wedding dress was right here.
Amy and Emilia stared at the pure white gown in awe and admiration. Even encased in its packaging, the gown stood out. Carefully, Amy and Emilia carefully took out the gown, placing it reverently on the large bed in the room.
"I'll find out which gown is this. Could it be your mother's wedding gown? It even has a long train..."
"No. My mother wore a different gown for her wedding."
Quickly, Emilia browsed through the many pictures until she reached the gown that now lay in front of them and checked its brief history.
