C163 TILL DEATH DO US PART

The early morning sunlight filtered through the heavy curtains of Rosalia’s dressing room, casting a warm glow on the chaos within. Bridesmaids mad up of Carmine’s family and Marcel fluttered about like butterflies, their chiffon dresses rustling as they attended to last-minute details.

The wedding had come so quickly. Like all weddings, a lot was going on, making the bride stressed