Joy Jenning seems to have it all together. She's a young architect working her way up and she volunteers her spare time helping others. But there's one thing missing, and she thinks it could be love.
Even after being hurt in past relationships, she...
"There; it's zipped," Trish says and I let go of holding my hair out of her way.
"How's my veil?"
"It's good," she says and leans past the partition. "Attention everyone. The bride is ready."
As I step out from behind the partition of my changing area, their gasps and tear-filled eyes make me smile. Once I'm stood in front of the full-length mirror, my bridesmaids, my mum and my soon-to-be mother-in-law gather behind me.
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"Oh JJ, you look positively gorgeous," Anne coos. "My son is a lucky man."
"You're absolutely stunning," Gemma says while fixing my train. "You're the most exquisite bride to ever exist, love."
"That's a bit of an overstatement, but thank you just the same."
Smiling at their reflections in the mirror, I exhale a nervous breath and turn my attention back to my own reflection. Thanks to Trish, Anne and my mum's help, I'm dressed in my A-line gown and thanks to Emmet's hard work, my makeup is done and my hair is styled in a timeless look of classic loose waves.
I've never felt more beautiful than I do right now.
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