"You are quite a beautiful bride,"
"Thank you," Clara appreciated her guest who complimented her white dress.
Today was Sunday, her wedding day as scheduled and Clara looked dazzling in her dress. As a princess who demanded attention, her wedding dress was glamorous. Sleek and sexy, the mermaid dress fitted Clara from the chest to the knee, then flared out close to the knee, showing off her curves. The train of her dress was so long that it would require two to three of her bridesmaids to hold it while she walked down the aisle later.
To everyone else, it looked as if Clara was glowing in happiness since it was her wedding day, but inwardly, she was just a breath away from suffering from an anxiety attack. It was her wedding day, yes, but she had no idea where the groom was, since Marcel had not arrived.
