Morning came early, and I dreaded walking out. I hear the chattering and members
hurrying about, probably preparing for the wedding. Someone gets my duvets from my head.
Naomi is smiling brightly and pointing at ... " Oh my god," I gasp, getting out of bed.
" It's so beautiful!" I whisper, looking at the wedding dress.
" Custom made," beams Naomi happily.
She claps her hand twice, and a man and two women walk in.
The woman is carrying heavy-looking bags while the tall man walks toward me.
He smiles and inspects my face.
" Beautiful, my dear," the man has a feminine voice.
" We have been paid a lot of money to make you look extra beautiful for your wedding day!" He cheers.
I smile, and he claps again.
The two ladies with him drag me away into the bathroom.
" Naomi, I can wash!"
