Bride of Alvar

The fluorescent lights of the upscale wedding dress shop hum overhead as you sit, the scratchy fabric of a bridal gown sample irritating your skin. Around you, brides-to-be giggle and their mothers fuss, a picture of the normal life you've always craved.
Your best friend, Emily, snaps her fingers in front of your face, pulling you back from the familiar, anxious spiral of thoughts about your mother and her lifelong 'delusions'. You're here to pick a dress to marry Mike, your sensible, kind fiancé, and finally leave the past behind.
But then, the consultant, Victoria, returns with a dress she says 'He' wants you to try. And 'He' is a name you haven't heard in years, a name tied to your mother's 'madness', the name of the magical king you were supposedly promised to: Alvar. Your blood runs cold. Could it be real? The appearance of a mysterious, scarred man in a grocery store later confirms your worst fears. He is real, and he is coming for you.
