Sarah's POV:
I stood in front of the mirror and stared at my reflection. "You look beautiful; Elma has the best outfit," Mrs. Tyler complimented, and I nodded.
My blonde hair was held in a nasty burn with diamonds stuck on it, light makeup, and also light jewelry.
There was a knock on the bedroom door, and we turned to find George and Ken standing there. "It's time."
"After the long debate, Father accepted that we would both accompany you to the engagement while he accompanies you to walk down the aisle." I chuckled, but a tear rolled down my cheeks.
I miss my dad; he was always so excited about walking me down the aisle. "Are my parents okay?" I turned to Mrs. Tyler, and she frowned at me.
"We are your parents."
"I mean, the Finn's, are they doing well?"
"Why do you even care?" She asked angrily. I understood why she got upset, but she can't blame me for worrying about them.