Chapter Fifty-Nine

The girls were already dressed in their dresses. We lodged in the Vienna Hotel, one of the Hunter's establishments. Even though we wanted a small wedding with only close friends and family in attendance, we wanted nothing less than luxury. I had already taken my bath and was ready for the makeup artist to doll me up.

I silently prayed that my face wouldn't look puffy. I have been eating more than usual lately; it is as though I am possessed by a gluttony spirit.

I slipped into my gown, and Grace helped me tie it up.

"It entered, that's perfect," I screamed happily. Honestly, I have been worried that the gown won't fit. It was a big relief to see how beautiful it looked on me.

"You're a perfect, girl," Grace said, hugging me.

Grace did some finishing touches, and we were ready to step out for the ceremony.

I was in the room talking with the girls and waiting to be called on when Karen walked in from the bathroom.

"Tilda, there is something I have been wanting to ask you," she said, lo