Two days later, the morning sun bathed Baltimore City in a golden hue, casting a soft glow over the luxury resort where Emily's wedding was to take place.
The open area was adorned with white roses and elegant decorations.
Inside a lavish suite, Emily stood in front of a full-length mirror, her reflection capturing the ethereal beauty of her wedding dress. The delicate lace, intricate beadwork, and flowing train made her look like a vision from a dream.
Eliza and Margaret stood nearby, their eyes glued to Emily. Margaret, Emily's mother, approached first, her eyes misting with tears. "Say something," Emily pleaded, her voice tinged with nervous excitement.
Margaret stepped forward, enveloping her daughter in a warm embrace. "You look lovely, Emily," she said, her voice choked with emotion.
"Thanks, Mom," Emily replied, her own eyes beginning to water.
