Purple Summers was changing clothes in the resting room, completely oblivious to everything happening outside.
Aria Jackson was holding up her skirt while Zara Jameson was unzipping her dress.
Purple Summers had never before taken off a dress so carefully in her life, unaware that her wedding gown was so expensive; she had thought those shiny things were just pretty glass beads!
Once she had safely removed the wedding gown, Purple breathed a sigh of relief.
"What should we do with this wedding gown?" Aria asked.
"Just pack it up for now," Purple said, collapsing onto the sofa as if relieved, waving her hand, "I've just discussed it with Alexander Summers, we'll take it to the charity auction after the wedding is over."
Otherwise, keeping it at home would simply be a waste.
As Aria was packing the wedding gown, she said, "I really didn't expect you to marry him; no wonder you didn't tell me."