Anne's POV

I felt good. I didn't have any morning sickness anymore, but Mom still brought me the healthy tonic. She always fed me.

"Come here, darling. Look at this wedding dress. I'm sure you will look great in it. Do you like it?" Mother inquired, holding a long, lovely white gown. My eyes lit up at the sight of the dress.

"Wow! This is so beautiful, mother," I said in awe. "Mother, is this mine? Is this beautiful dress for me?"

"Yes, darling, this is for you. I personally searched for and selected this dress for your wedding," she explained. "I can't wait to see you in this wedding...