The day was finally here.
I couldn't stop smiling or blushing as Fiona did my make-up for my big day. She couldn't either, "You look stunning, Prosepene" She gushed, finally putting down the make-up brush on my vanity desk, "If I was Archie, I'll fall on my knees at the sight of you"
That only made me blush several shades darker than before, "You are exaggerating" I said, glancing at my reflection in the mirror, "Thank you, though. I am sure no one can make me look prettier than you, Fiona" I grinned up at her, loving the way the makeup looked on my face.
Fiona flipped her hair dramatically, "Of course, you would" She said with a proud smile, "Where is your gown? You only have to put on the gown and you will be finally ready to walk down the aisle" She said, glancing down at her wrist
