Elena

Ellen had helped with my makeup, and I was able to slip into my gown when she was done. 

I haven't seen what she did on my face since she had covered all the mirrors beforehand. 

I fidgeted and tugged at the rhinestone on the bodice of my dress as Ellen led me to the mirror.

I was way too scared of what I would look like if I eventually saw my face.

My hand lifted to touch my hair, but she slapped it away.

Ellen glared at me playfully before yelling,

“Tada!” 

I lurched at the abruptness, and she beamed whilst tugging the clothes that covered the mirror...