The day dawned blue and gold and sunny,it wasn’t too hot or too cool, perfect atmosphere for her wedding today.

Disha was nervous, she couldn’t even eat the sandwich Christiana had prepared for them,she was so excited.

Fleur, the hairdresser came at two o’clock to tend to her hair, Marlene’s mother had recommended Fleur who was her personal hair stylist and makeup artist to Disha.

“Hey Fleur” Marlene said jovially as she walked into Disha's room with Allysia.

They both went to get the manicures and pedicures done.

They wore matching outfits,strapless wine satin gowns, glistening with crystals. Disha had made it for them and she was glad to see...