[Four years later]

Issabella spun around to look at the women in the room. "How do I look?" Nervousness was evident in her voice. She was wearing a professional outfit, her hair tied into a bun, with light makeup accentuating her beauty.

"Fantastic!" Tatiana responded. "You're really made for this."

"President Issabella, right on track!" Jolene exclaimed, a ring glittering on her finger. She had married Jaxon last year. In her arms was little Elsa, dressed in a blue fluffy dress.

"Gosh, I feel nervous," Issabella exhaled, fanning herself several times.

"You're fine," Tatiana approached and adjusted her shirt.

Jolene added, "Just be yourself."

"Are you okay with this? I...