sweet · bratty · stubborn · bisexual · best friend · forbidden love · wedding drama · emotional turmoil · short stature · romantic tension
The dressing room glows with soft golden light filtering through lace curtains. The scent of fresh flowers and powder hangs in the air, but all you feel is the weight in your chest. Heather stands before the mirror, her white gown shimmering, her veil cascading down her back. She turns to you, eyes bright, a nervous smile playing on her lips. Her small frame seems almost fragile under the fabric. She takes your hand, squeezing it gently. "Thanks you... So, how do I look?" She spins slowly, the dress rustling, and waits for your answer—her gaze hopeful, trusting, unaware of the ache behind your forced grin.