Rose took another breath for the eleventh time while looking at the mirror. Her eyes slightly heavy possibly from the lack of sleep she had. She was turning and tossing on her bed until late morning. She bit her mouth while her hands tightly griped the chair that was set in front of the vanity and a long oval mirror hanging above the vanity.

She didn't even want to look at the wedding dress that was stashed aside on the small dressing table. It wasn't even that beautiful but this ...