The Secret Rose
“It was the first time in over a year she’d worn anything but black, and even though the light-blue satin gown was slightly out of fashion, it was soft and feminine and made her feel special.
The fact that it had never been worn before somehow seemed important for her wedding.
The bodice was moderately low and square-cut, edged in gathered lace and trimmed with the daintiest clusters of blue embroidered flowers adorned with pearls. The full skirt had an inverted V-shaped inset of ivory satin that started at a narrow point at the waist and tented to a wide opening down the front of the gown. Yards and yards of ivory lace strips crowded atop each other in cascading tiers of ruffles. She smoothed her hands over the elegant fabric, the softness of the color almost succeeding in lightening her day.
“You make a beautiful bride,” Ethan said from behind her. His soft voice sounded almost amicable, as if he wanted to reassure her what was happening was for the best.
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