Alexandra's Point Of View
Taking a deep breath, I nervously clasp my fingers together, wiggling my thumbs. A hand stops the movement of my leg which was constantly moving up and down in anxiousness.
"Relax, Alex." Laila chuckles patting my knee, her eyes twinkling with excitement and a happy glee.
Several soft giggles behind me follow her chuckles. Tearing my eyes from her eyes, I look up at the wall length mirror infront of me. The hairstylist along with my makeup artist, standing behind my chair, give me wide smiles, their eyes roaming my figure in proud and excitement, admiring their work that they have done on me.
Finally gaining some courage, I lower my gaze and look at myself. I suck in a deep breath.
Wow. I look.... Beautiful.
My red dress clung to my upper body and flow down
