Nora burst out laughing at the adorable comparison. She leaned down, pulled the little girl close, and looked her up and down before giving her a genuine compliment.
"Our Bonnie looks incredibly beautiful today, too. You are the prettiest little fairy in the whole wide world."
Bonnie blushed, shyly scratching her head. Then, remembering her crucial role, she proudly pulled two wedding bands from her flower basket.
"Look! I get to give Mom and Dad the rings today! Grandma said it's the most important job, and only the best-behaved kids get to do it!"
Nora smiled and gently stroked her hair. "Grandma is absolutely right. It is the most important job, and you are the best-behaved kid."
Watching them, Genevieve beamed with pride.
Completely satisfied, Bonnie carefully placed the rings back into the basket but refused to leave Nora's side.
"Mom, it's so crowded out there. There are so many people I've never even met. I don't want to go back out... I just want to stay here with you."
Genevieve tried to coax her. "Bonnie, go check on your dad and see if the guests are giving him a hard time."
Bonnie waved it off unbothered. "Dad can handle himself. I want to stay with Mom."
"But you're the flower girl," Genevieve reminded her gently. "You and your mom have to make your grand entrances from different places, remember?"
Realization dawned on Bonnie, and she nodded with a dramatic sigh. "Okay, fine. I get it."
She was just turning to leave reluctantly when a servant knocked lightly and stepped into the room, looking highly conflicted.
"What is it?" Genevieve asked.


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