Chapter Two Hundred Seventy Four

Gwen.

I was ready to hit Henry if what he woke me up for wasn’t something special or good enough to be woken up from my sleep. He led me out of the room slowly and even though I hated how he was treating me, I still followed him.

As soon as I walked into the walk-in closet and took the cloth off the mannequin, I couldn’t breathe. Time stopped working for me as I stared at the dress in front of me.

I couldn’t believe what I was looking at, with just the shape of the dress and the designs on its body I could tell that this was my idea. I wrote something about my wedding dress being this way when I was little but never for once would I think it would be made. I never thought it would look this beautiful.

I was staring at my dream wedding dress, something I had never thought about until now. I can’t believe this, I can’t believe I was staring at it.

The dress was just how I drew and described it; it was a mermaid gown with little diamond stones on it, causing it to sparkle under the light