Chapter 99 The Wedding

• "I'm so glad you chose a December wedding, darling girl," Jeanette says to me, looking a bit misty-eyed. She steps back from the mirror we're both looking in after adjusting my veil and clasps her hands in front of her.
• "Me, too," I breathe, lifting a hand to touch my face. Jeanette slaps it away, playfully.
• "What are you doing?" she exclaims. "You're going to ruin all of Maya's hard work. You look stunning, my dearest. Don't smudge your foundation, I beg of you. Are you nervous? A mimosa will calm you right down."