I was pacing around the room. I am in my wedding gown, selected by Desmond. It's a Floor-length Ball Gown. The sleeves, as well as the back, are lacy. The front is lacy as well. The dress was so heavy. I looked so pretty in it. My hairs are tied in a bun as A few strands are falling on my face. I am so exhilarated. My happiness can be explained. My makeup looks so good. Everything was perfect. Just the fact the Desmond select this dress for me, fills me with content. The gleeful feeling surged through my every vein. I felt so fortunate. I cover my face in...