SIENNA
“Honey, you need to learn how to sit still,” Mum groaned as she used her fire and air elements to curl my hair.
“I am afraid it’s too late for that,” I giggled, “Someone was too good of a parent and was giving me too much freedom.”
“Suck up!” Aria snorted at the back as she helped Elsa to lace her dress.
“I can’t believe this day is here,” Mum sighed, looking at our reflections in the mirror of my dressing table, “My baby is getting married!”
“I can’t believe that her dress is black!” my sister snorted again.
“I can,” Kieran walked in and Elsa’s head snapped in his direction. They broke up again just a few days ago but something was telling me that she would never let it go.
“I knew that she would wear either black or red since the day she set my room on fire. That little dev
