#Chapter41 In Which She Wears A Wedding Gown

The girl in the mirror looked like a vision to behold, the white mermaid gown hugged her curves in all the right places and showed off her delicate figure, yet the girl in the mirror looked sullen.

That beauty of the shine in her eye, apples of her cheeks that were always tinted crimson, the life on her face altogether wasn't present.

Instead, she had lost a lot of weight, the cheekbones on her face more prominent than ever before, her eyes red from crying and those exquisite collar bones all the bonier.

Isla felt like throwing up seeing herself in her...