I stared at my reflection in the full-length mirror, barely recognizing the woman who was looking back at me.

The wedding dress, light as a cloud, fit me perfectly. I looked like a fairytale princess.

An unconventional choice, Mario had said, but it was dazzling.

I honestly didn't think Giovanni would let me wear that dress after the fitting. But somehow, being there now, all dressed up and just moments away from walking down the aisle, everything felt different.

My fingers found the little bird necklace around my neck. I rubbed my thumb against the small metal.

"Are you really going to keep that necklace?" Claire asked gently from behind.

I tightened my fingers around him.

-Yeah.

I thought about Christabel's laughter, my mother's worried face, and Marco's promise that everything would be alright.

I felt like crying. But what would that change? I was already getting married.

"It's time!" Mario announced, walking in with a determined stride, followed by the other designers. His eyes sh