Confession

Bella's pov.

I heard a knock on the door. Opening it, I found Ryder's mother, Savannah, standing there with a makeup artist. "Hey, Bella! You look so pretty," she exclaimed.

"Thank you, Mrs. Knight," I replied, feeling my cheeks turn pink.

"Dear, this is Michael, our makeup artist. He's here to help you with your makeup and hair," Savannah explained, nodding towards the makeup artist.

"Oh, thank you, Mrs. Knight. That's really kind of you," I said, smiling gratefully. Savannah patted my shoulder with a smile and left me alone with Michael. He worked at lightning speed, magically transforming my appearance.

When he finished, I couldn't recognize myself. A whole new version of me stared back from the mirror.

I thanked Michael for the amazing job he did on my makeup and hair, and then I headed to the wedding hall.

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The hall was filled with guests, the men donning expensive suits and the ladies adorned in designer gowns. I silently thanked Ryder and h