Rhiannon's POV

Rhiannon took a deep breath and smoothed her hands over the delicate white lace of her dress. The diamond on her hand glittered under the lights.

She stepped through the curtain and out into the room.

"Ew, no, absolutely not," Lauren laughed.

Rhiannon giggled.

"What is it you don't like about it? The chunky sequins? The bows all the way down the sleeves?" Rhiannon joked.

"It's the Edwardian butt pouf, actually," Lauren responded. "You look ...