"Could you please stay at a place?" While trying to tie the laces on my wedding gown, Cassandra complains.

I say in frustration, "I can't." It was the big day, and I was a bundle of nerves. I was unable to control my fidgeting. Fearful that things would go wrong. The previous week had flown by. Rather than going dress shopping after the mall activities, I made the decision to design my own gown, not wishing to jeopardize my security once more. There is no better approach for us to ...