"Papa! Papa! Have you seen the place, Papa? It's so pretty!" Hannah ran inside the changing room with outstretched arms.
She had been in a bad mood because she had to wake up early on the weekend, but the moment she found out she was going to the wedding venue, she turned alert and all energized. The first thing she did before Eugene managed to get a hold of her was to run into the main hall where the reception would be later, and returned with cheeks flushed from excitement.
"Oh, you've checked my masterpiece?" Sophie smirked smuggly. "How is it?"
"There's a tree made of ice! And flowers! Lots of flowers! Hannah hadn't seen that many flowers anywhere but a flower garden!" the girl squealed and jumped all over the place. "It's so~ wonderful! It's so~ pretty~ It's—wow, Papa..."
