It didn't take too long before her character was killed off in the movie series—merely two days. By then, she was already more than ready to quit with the overwhelming number of things that demanded her attention, even if she didn't have to raise a finger herself. Everything around her seemed to require approval, a signature, or a nod.
The wedding dress had to be done and redone, every stitch inspected under blinding lights, to ensure that nothing about it was less than flawless. Anything that went wrong, no matter how minor, would reflect badly on Dante and, by extension, directly on his company. Seamstresses hovered anxiously, their hands trembling as they adjusted the fabric that fell around her like clouds of snow.
