"I can't believe it either," Elle confessed. "I… I am nervous, Rosey, scared, even. Do you think everything will turn out well?" she asked, her voice carrying a desperate need to be reassured that she was doing the right thing.
"Of course," Rosey said without hesitation. "What else could possibly go wrong?"
Well, many things went wrong on the day of the wedding. The night before had been filled with happiness and the liveliness of family, laughter echoing through the house and halls, but on the morning of the wedding, Elle began to have a really bad feeling, like something was about to go terribly wrong. The feeling refused to leave her, so much so that even the food served to her by her Aunt Belle couldn't go past her throat. She ended up throwing up, her stomach too knotted to stomach any meals at all.
