50 Wedding

"I hope the lady likes her wedding dress. We did not get enough time to prepare a better dress, but it does suit you, my lady." Olga smiled looking at her reflection in the mirror. 

Evan followed her gaze. Small diamonds crushed around the neckline glitter under the chandeliers, making her skin glow. The dress hung tightly to her chest accentuating her frail waist and then it had many layers from the waist line. The small pearls and diamonds make several lines. The dress must have taken months to be prepared and it did not look like it was a readymade one the way it fit perfectly.

Even the lace gloves she was wearing, they looked so perfect that she could not help but stare at them. She had lived a life of luxury all her life but even she was stunned to see the dress. Not to forget the emerald necklace that matched her eye color perfectly. She could not believe that it was her in the mirror.

"It is beautiful." she nodded, making the maids beam with joy.