Diana's POV.

She was so beautiful that my heart ached.

The make-up artist did his job without stress,as if Christine was already perfect on her own without needing too much artificial foundation or concealer or her milky brown face.

She would soon go to see Fanuel and that twisted my heart in pain the more. I couldn't bare that,I couldn't watch the scene of her standing on the altar with the man I've ever love to be enjoined as husband and wife.

I want that title to be plundered with immediate effect,I want to have a magical power that would transfer all the artist efforts straight to my face to...