Wedding

Ciara's pov

"There you go! You looked so gorgeous, Ma'am Ciara!" Tita Jolei said excitedly as they finalized my makeup and hairstyle. They didn't even take so long to finish everything.

"And one more thing, your shoes!" Tita Angeli said and took the box of sandals from the top of the table where I didn't notice that it was placed there. He excitedly opened it and carefully took it out of the box. My eyes twinkle in amusement when I see it.

It's so beautiful.

"Pretty, right? This will surely perfectly suit you," he said and gently put the white heels on my feet. After he put it in, Tita Jolei guided me to stand up for them to see my wholeness of me.

"How do I look?" I shyly asked as they were too stunned to stare at me as if they were adoring my looks. I held my nape in shame when they dramatically covered their mouths, tearing up, looking so proud. They held each other's hands and screamed in joy.

"Look how perfect she is!"

"I know right?!"

I bit my lower lip to resist smiling.

"Go an