Today was especially a good day. The climate in Belcoot had always been low, but today it was bearable. Or maybe I just got used to the cold climate, that unless it was freezing cold, it would be normal for me.
"Mama, so pretty." I smiled and looked down at my side.
There, Toby was wearing a white formal suit with his hair brushed to one side. We were still in the bride's waiting room where I was dressed in a delicate bridal dress; adorned with beads and sequence down to its tail. I heard this dress was worked on by ten or more people day and night to finish it.
They arranged my hair in a waterfall braid beautified with little flowers to complement the color of my hair. The white veil was attached to the garland on top of my head, leaving it on the back since the ceremony hadn't started.
"You look so fine, Toby." I squatted down to see him up close. "So cute."
