Winter POV
I've never felt so nervous before in my life. Behind me, Willow gives a wide smile, pausing to glance at me in my dress.
"You look beautiful Winter" she says warmly, her voice full of approval.
I look in the mirror, staring at my reflection, my hand automatically going to my swollen stomach. I barely recognise the woman looking back at me.
My ice blonde hair is tied up in an elaborate updo, thanks to Willow's efforts, curls dangling down my neck. My dress is a cream colour with a sweetheart neckline and no straps, coming in tight underneath the bodice but flowing out, over my baby bump. I wear some nice bejewelled flat sandals to go with and I'm wearing a simple locket as my jewellery, that finishes just above my cleavage. Kai had given it to me and it was sentimental to
