White Roses and Lily of the Valley

Aurora POV:

As I stepped into the secluded room, I felt a sense of serenity envelop me. The air was infused with a delicate fragrance of freshly picked flowers, mingling with the soft notes of a melodic piano melody drifting in from afar. It was my wedding day, a day I had dreamed about since I was a little girl, and the atmosphere resonated with pure excitement.

The room, adorned with graceful elegance, was bathed in a warm glow of sunlight filtering through sheer curtains. Sunbeams danced on the ivory walls, casting a gentle glow on the ornate mirror before me. Its reflective surface captured the anticipation etched across my face, revealing eyes filled with a sparkling mixture of joy and nervousness.

The room had been thoughtfully prepared, ensuring every detail exuded an ethereal charm. Delicate lace curtains cascaded down the windows, casting enchanting shadows that danced playfully on the floor. Golden candelabras adorned with cascades of white blossoms graced the tables, their