#Chapter281
I glance at my appearance in the beach house's full body mirror.
My dress is a mixture between a smoky grey and white.
The dress is composed of two parts, the cape begins at my upper biceps and ends around my feet, fanning out a few inches behind me. Meanwhile the actual dress has a sweetheart neckline and seamlessly ombrés from nude to white to grey.
The dress has sleeves which are also nude, the entire dress having a unique cream colored embroidery throughout the thin tule material.
Oh my god.
I am getting married.
Oh my god!
I am getting married!
I begin to hyperventilate as I pace the oak floor in front of me, anxiously picking at my cuticles.
Am I even ready to be married?!
I mean, I am only twenty three!
What if I am rushing into things with Phoenix?
I love her.
God, I lover her so much!
I know that it is love.
