5 months later..
“You look absolutely perfect.” I gently replaced a pin in Abigail's hair, trying not to make the loose hair look even worse with my inexperienced hands. Our hair and makeup were done since dawn. Gianna insisted that we have enough time for touch-ups if needed.
I stood behind Abigail and smiled at her. Her black hair was in a loose, low bun with little braids running through it. Her streaks of gray looked more silver in the light. She had a gorgeous gold comb that swept back her hair in the shape of twigs and branches adorned with diamonds.
It was a gift from Gianna this morning, something new she said. She scoffed with Abigail told her she couldn’t accept it and would give it back to her after the wedding. Gianna said that it wasn’t something borrowed and looked offen
