Two hours remained until Selene’s wedding, and as she stared at her reflection, she couldn’t help but feel like a ghost.

She wore her mother’s wedding dress as requested by her father, but she didn’t feel fit to wear it. She had remembered when her mother first showed it to her, how her mother had promised her that she would be happy and in love when she wore it next.

She was in love, but she wasn’t happy. The woman she was in love with was dead. ...