After nearly two months of preparations, the wedding day finally arrived.
Naomi Kenway emerged slowly, having changed into her wedding dress. The pure white, strapless gown accentuated her lovely shoulders and neck, revealing her elegant collarbones. The cinched waist outlined her slender figure, and delicate, glittering diamonds dotted the fabric, making her look both elegant and sensual.
Hearing the gasps around her, Naomi Kenway couldn't help but laugh. "Do I look good?"
The dressing room was filled with people. Rose Kenway sat in the center, flanked by several of Naomi's closest friends.
Chloe Murray's eyes went wide as she clapped her hands. "Pretty? You're beyond pretty! You look like a goddess descended from the heavens. If I were Ethan Shaw, I'd want to just eat you up..."
She suddenly seemed to remember something and glanced quickly in Rose Kenway's direction, a hint of embarrassment and unease on her face.
