CHAPTER 11

“You look like a princess, Mrs. Hansen!” One of the women who had helped her to get dressed said. She was happier than the same bride.

“You’ll be the most beautiful bride that day, I swear.” Another woman said.

All Nancy was seeing in front of the mirror was a woman who had gotten everything she wanted. There was nothing in the world she couldn’t get. She had realized that.

A proud smile was drawn on Nancy’s face. She, dressed in a bride white dress knew sooner that she expected it to be, she was becoming Mrs. Slimth, the wife of a man who had no one, no sister-in-law to have to get along with, no mother-in-law to have to sign an agreement of peace, no father-in-law brainwashing his son saying she was marrying him just for his money. There was anything in the world she could ask for aside from being Damien’s wife.

“No one like me,” Nancy said to herself in front of the mirror. “In two weeks I‘m marrying Damien Slimth. Proud of me!” She said, pulling up the dress. She was showing so mu