#Chapter 135: Picture Perfect

Kayla “And… You’re all set!” The stylist spun the chair around, revealing my reflection to me for the first time all morning. My eyes widened as I took in my appearance, everything from the delicate pearls woven throughout my hair, the subtle gold eyeshadow, the tea-length dress and long, elbow-length white gloves. “Oh my Goddess,” I breathed, turning this way and that to admit the subtle shimmer whenever my hair moved. “I feel like a princess.” Emma, who had been snapping pictures the entire time the stylist had been at work, grinned and snapped another. “You look like one, too.” I couldn’t help but smile back, eliciting one last picture from Emma. I’d been in the styling chair for hours already, ensuring that my hair and makeup looked picture perfect. After all, today we were taking our wedding photos. The very thought sent a thrill through me. But it was quickly offset by a sudden shoot of pain through my chest. It wasn’t real. None of this