Amelia’s POV
Anna came in wearing a beautiful white flowing lace gown with a floor-sweeping train finished in eyelash lace. Her luxurious brown locks cascaded down her back with a jeweled hair comb sweeping it to one side. Dainty diamond-encrusted earrings and matching bracelets gave her an ethereal and angelic look. She supported Gran, Tristan’s grandmother, as they approached us slowly, smiling at all of us. Audrey, wearing a white and red sheath dress, came in with another woman who was Gran’s nurse and greeted us approvingly. Finally, after Gran’s nurse took over from her, Anna came over to us.
“Hi, when did you come?” she asked excitedly.
“Five minutes back,” I answered her. “This dress looks so good on you,” I said, having specially designed it for her for the event. Anna grinne
