Giselle's mind was all over the place on the morning of June the fourth; just one năm and six months to the ngày since she had met Robert; the tình yêu of her life.
"Giselle! bạn look pretty!"
Giselle was pulled from her thoughts as she looked at Morgan. She smiled and then looked at her appearance in the mirror. The áo choàng she was dressed in was strapless, and as it went down to the waist, the váy flowed out a bit. Made out of white satin, her wedding dress was one of the most beautiful creations she had ever laid eyes on.
Morgan had designed the gown. At giáng sinh her father had được trao her a sketch...