"You look great," Casey said, looking me over in admiration.

I smiled, appreciating the compliment. "Thanks, Casey," I said as I patted her shoulder. "You look like a princess."

She laughed as she smoothed her hands over her dress. "I feel like one."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. I opened it and a man in a black tuxedo and tie with a long trench coat overtop was standing on the other side. "We're ready, Miss Collins."

I nodded, and then turned ...