A Sisterly Touch

"Good morning Ms. Rayne." A slender red-haired woman in a pair of blue body-fitting suits smiled in my direction. I stared at her confused. Who was she and how did she know my name? She walked toward me as I looked around at the movements in my room.

"I'm Jessica Lawn, Lawn's world fashion designer. I'd be helping you get ready for your marriage today." She said, smiling warmly.

'Marriage?' My mind screamed at me. How had I forgotten that I was getting married? But it wasn't ...