Waiting in silence
I sat in the bridal suite, surrounded by layers of white tulle and lace. The clock on the wall ticked loudly, mocking the silence in the room where my mother and sister should have been.
I checked my phone for the tenth time that morning, desperate for a message or missed call. The screen remained blank, offering no explanation for their absence.
My stomach twisted into knots as the realization that something was wrong settled deep in my chest.