#Chapter 299: The Wedding

Ella’s POV I barely had time to process what was happening before Anya was whisking me back to the dressing room. “We’ve got maybe twenty minutes,” she said, already working to undo the buttons on the back of my coronation gown. “The officiant needs time to set up, and people need to get seated, but after that—” “Twenty minutes?” My heart was hammering. “That’s not enough time to get ready.” “It’s plenty of time.” Anya pulled the blue gown off and carefully hung it on a hook. Then she turned and reached for the garment bag she’d brought with her. The one containing the other gown she’d been working on, which I was told multiple times that I wasn’t allowed to see. “Trust me. I’ve been planning for this.” She unzipped the bag, and I gasped. The wedding dress was beautiful. It was ivory with long bell sleeves and a flowing skirt. The fabric was soft and silky, with an unstructured waistline that was cut on the bias to make room for my belly. There were tiny p