Chapitre 196: A Bad Feeling

"You look beautiful," Cherry said, watching as the hairstylist added the last finishing touches to Amelia's hair. It had been pinned up in an elegant and elaborate bun, curly frills running down to frame her face, while the bun itself was adorned in small milky pearls.

Amelia looked at herself in the mirror, admiring it as well. She was immensely pleased with how the hairdo turned out, especially when paired with the dress. Everything felt so surreal. 

After all that planning, after all those sleepless nights fretting about what was to come, the day was finally here. What started out as a mere contractual agreement had become a fairytale romance.

And Amelia wouldn't have it any other way.

There came a knock on the door before Ronan's voice could be clearly heard.

"Are you dressed?" he asked from outside, his voice muffled slightly by the door.

"Yes," Cherry answered. "Come in."