The bridal boutique smelled of fresh flowers and soft vanilla, along with the smell of so much excitement as Seraphina, Mia, and her mother, Eleanor, walked inside.

There were so many rows of beautiful white wedding gowns lined up on the many mannequins, standing dressers and walls and each one of them looked so wonderful.

“This is it,” Mia breathed, spinning around the place as she took in the sight of all the gowns her eyes could see at one go.

“Seraphina, you’re about to pick ...