Briar and Betha both stepped into the hall, their arms interlinked and smiles on their faces.
"Wow!"
"Doc, looks very good!"
"I can't believe that I am seeing Mrs. Meyer finally!"
"Tche, does she think that hiding beneath makeup will make her part of us?"
The two friends ignored the chatter of everyone else and made their way to the group where their relatives were.
It's been a few days since she saw her mother-in-law, and she was quite nervous despite knowing that the other wouldn't forsake her no matter what.
For this woman who had done her best to accept her, Briar wanted to make her proud.
Because of her so-called illness, Briar couldn't wear heels at all. She wasn't really a fan of wearing something that high. She wanted to go for wedges, but Logan had explicitly talked to the stylists. As a result, the only options given to her were flats, but they all looked good.
