Two hours ago, Avril apanied Bonnie as thetter got her makeup done. The duo chatted while getting ready. Halfway through the makeup process, Avril had a whimsical idea. She eximed, "Hey, Bonnie, I have a great idea!"


    Bonniezily looked at her and asked, "What crazy idea do you have this time?"


    Avril leaned close and said, "We can''t let Ivor marry you so easily. We need to throw him off his game."


    Then, she whispered her n to Bonnie. Afterward, Avril grabbed Bonnie''s arm and asked enthusiastically, "What do you think? It''s a great idea, isn''t it?!"


    Bonnie''s lips twitched. "So, will the makeup artists dress us up the same way? Then, we''ll see if Ivor can recognize me when I exit the car. Are you sure it doesn''t seem cliche?"


    ''It sounds like a plot to an old movie. It''s such an outdated trick, and I don''t want to y games at my wedding.''


    On the contrary, Avril did not think so. She said, "That''s just how people do it. How is it cliche?"


    Bonnie shook her head. "I-I''d rather not, Avril."


    "Oh,e on! Isn''t it a perfect opportunity to have a little fun? Don''t worry if it''s cliche or not. Just enjoy it instead!" Avril leaned on Bonnie''s shoulder and begged. "Just indulge me this time. Pretty please!"


    Eventually, Bonnie felt a headache forming and gave in to Avril''s coaxing. "All right, fine! Stop shaking me already."


    Avril giggled and said, "I knew you''d do it!"


    Bonnie said helplessly, "Fine, let''s hurry up and get the makeup artists to do it. We''re running out of time."


    Avril hopped and said, "Okay!"ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    Bonnie was not worried about whether or not Ivor would fail to recognize her. After all, the couple knew each other better than anyone else. As Avril said, they would only treat it as a game.


    As the guests returned to their senses, they observed the two simrly dressed "brides" and whispered amongst each other.


    "Can you tell which is which? I don''t know which one''s the real bride."


    "The outfits are the same, and they''re both holding bouquets. Also, they''ve hidden their faces under those veils. I doubt Mr. Ivor can recognize which one''s his bride."


    "What if Mr. Ivor makes a mistake? That would be embarrassing."


    "It''s all about excitement and suspense. I''m starting to feel nervous for Mr. Ivor."


    "I hope the bride lifts her veil soon. I can''t wait to see what she looks like."


    "I know, right? I''m just as curious as you are!"


    Suddenly, or headed for the


    woman on the left. He stopped and


    looked


    low


    at her tenderly. His voice


    and gentle, "Honey?"


    was


    Bonnie smirked under the veil when she heard his affectionate voice.