Kassie took a deep breath, everything exactly where it should be. The veil on her head perched perfectly. She wore a blue piece of Bryce’s jeans stitched into the seam on her slip. Her dress had once belonged to her mother and had been altered and updated to fit Kassie’s form and the more modern era.
Lace covered it from bodice to belt, and Kassie smiled…
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