Jasmine's POV
"Honey can we come in?" my Mom's voice filtered through the room from the other side of the door.
"Yes Mom" I answered after stepping into my white dress that was specially chosen for this occasion.
It was an off the shoulder dress that had beautiful lace designs of swirls and flowers. Small shining stones were engraved into random places of the fabric. The skirt of the dress flowed gracefully from my waist to the floor. It was full and actually light and easy to move in.
Shopping with the girls a few days ago my heart just knew that this dress was the one when I sighted it on a mannequin.
"Oh my Moon you look so gorgeous my dear" my mom squealed coming forward to take a hold of both of my hands. My Dad stood at the door a solemn look on his face unmistakable pride shone from his green eyes.
"Chris look at our daughter" Mom said throwing a glance to my Dad who still looked gob smacked.
"She's so beautiful."