I KEPT MY back to the full-length mirror as I stepped into
my wedding gown.
I wasn’t sure if I wanted to surprise myself when I saw the
full effect of the dress and the makeup that Mindy had done
for me, and the intricate updo with the delicate tiara sparkling
against my dark curls—or if I was afraid to look at my
reflection and realize that the gown—that I —wasn’t as
beautiful as I’d hoped.
“Are you sure you don’t want help?” Mindy called through
the door that linked the two rooms of the suite designated for
my wedding preparations. “I am your maid of honor!”
“No, it’s okay,” I told her. “I’ll be right out.”
Tugging the heavy white silk up around my body, I held
the dress in place with one hand while I reached around to
pull up the hidden zipper. I smiled, remembering how Lucius
had once surprised me by zipping up a similar dress for me,
back in a Lancaster County shop. I’d started to see him—and
myself—in a new way that day . . .
“Jess, we’re dying out here!” Mindy called. “Hurry up!”
“I’m hurrying,” I promised, grinning at Mindy’s
enthusiasm. But I still took a second to smooth the fabric
before finally turning to look in the mirror.
And the person I saw reflected there . . .
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