CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY SEVEN – DRESS AFTER DRESS

The next hour was a whirlwind of silk, lace, and tulle. Rebecca tried on dress after dress, each one lovely but not quite right. "How about this one?" Tiffany suggested, holding up a sleek, form-fitting gown with delicate beading. Rebecca's eyes lit up. "Oh, that's beautiful." As she slipped it on, she could hear Nancy chatting with Tiffany outside the dressing room. "So, Tiffany," Nancy was saying, "do you get a lot of bridezillas in here?" Tiffany laughed. "Oh, you wouldn't believe some of the stories I could tell you! Just last week, we had a bride who insisted on trying on every single dress in the store. She was here for eight hours!" Rebecca emerged from the dressing room, smoothing down the front of the gown. "What do you think?" Nancy gasped. "Oh, Becca, you look stunning!" Tiffany nodded approvingly. "It's perfect on you. Shall we accessorize?" As Tiffany went to fetch some veils, the blonde woman from earlier appeared again, eyeing Rebecca critically. "That's a love