Chapter Fifteen
Kristie felt like she might throw up. Her nerves were getting the best of her. But for the first time in a long time, the nerves weren’t from a fear of Gray being killed or Armand acting insane. It was because she was staring at herself in the mirror, wearing her wedding dress.
“You look beautiful,” her mom said.
“Stunning. Like a queen,” Kass echoed from behind.
Kristie blushed. She hardly recognized herself in the mirror. Her dress fit perfectly and was beaded down the bodice, with a lace bottom. She had her veil on, gently wrapped around a tiara. I do look like a queen, Kristie thought to herself as she admired her reflection.
It was time to marry Gray. The last two weeks had been a blur of activity. She’d had fittings and venue planning... catering and honeymoon ad
