Rose
What is a girl supposed to feel like on her wedding day? I stared at myself in the mirror and felt completely overwhelmed. Rose DeIglesia, the child nobody had loved or wanted stared back at me with dark, frightened eyes. It was still surreal that someone wanted me. Someone was going to commit to me, not for a few months, but for life. And that someone was a dark prince, straight out of some fairytale fantasy.
Heather hovered behind me, her face shining with excitement. Heather adored weddings, I had learned. She was one of those girls who had stacks of bridal magazines, even when she didn’t have a steady boyfriend. She had been planning her own wedding since she was a little girl, and she had enough enthusiasm for the both of us. “Oh Rose, this is soooo romantic… I can’t
