Grace was sitting in her bedroom, when Claire walked in.
"Grace, if he's anything like Alex, you've got a good one."
Grace was shocked. "Claire? But you're dead..."
Claire smiled. "It's your dream. Look after Marcus. He's a good man. Treat him right and you'll have him forever." She seemed to look around.
"Wake up. Stevie's coming..."
Grace woke with a start when Stevie touched her shoulder.
"Woah! Easy there, Grace. Just came to get you up."
Grace shook her head to clear it. "I was having a really weird dream."
Stevie laughed. "Do you remember what day it is?"
"Hmm...." Grace's voice trailed off. "Today's the day, isn't it?"
"Yep. Come on, get up. We've got to get you ready."
Stevie and Regan helped Grace into her dress. It was white, with a short train.
"Wow." Stevie and Regan were dumbstruck. Regan had a tear in her eye.
"It fits like a glove, hey?" Grace twirled around. "It doesn't mean that I'm going to start wearing dresses now." She looked at her sister. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Come on, let's get going. You don't want to be late for your own wedding."
"Where's Ana?"
"She's with her Auntie Tayler. Don't worry, Tayler knows what she's doing."