Emily stood in front of the full-length mirror in the bridal preparation room, her white lace gown hugging her curves perfectly. The dress was modest yet elegant, with a high neckline and long sleeves that screamed purity and tradition. As a devout Christian girl raised in a strict household, this was her big day—the culmination of years of waiting for the right man, the one her family approved of, the pastor's son who promised a life of faith and fidelity. She smoothed the fabric over her hips, adjusting the veil that cascaded down her back like a soft waterfall. Her makeup was minimal: a touch of pink on her lips, mascara to accentuate her blue eyes. She felt a flutter of excitement mixed with nerves. In just an hour, she'd walk down the aisle to vows of eternal love.