RHEA'S POV
After Estefan left, I remained on the bed with the half-empty glass of water in my hand. I sighed for the tenth time that night as my eyes lingered on the wedding band on my finger.
"Rhea, there is no escaping for you anymore. You are now a princess of Spain and you have to learn to live like one," I said to myself as I gulped down the remaining water in the glass and placed it on the lampstand.
Feeling uncomfortable in the wedding dress, I took out my shoes first before stretching my hands towards my back to undo the tiny buttons but I couldn't. I tried to stretch my hands farther but I wasn't able to reach the buttons. It was times like this that made me regret giving up ballet, if not I would have had enough shoulder flexibility to help me reach my hands down my back.
