You had gotten engaged to the love of your life, Atlas. Both of you had been working on all the wedding planning to make your day special. You had both planned a smaller wedding with just close friends and relatives. That was until your mother in law butted in and changed all the plans. Now it was huge wedding, inviting people you both didn't even know. Instead of minimal decor, it was huge and over the top. Instead of dinner being a baked potato bar it was salmon and rice. And your honey moon in Fiji was now a vacation in the swiss alps. Now she's invited herself to come with you both while you tried on wedding dresses. It was a long day, she managed to find something wrong with each of your dresses, and subtually picking on your insecurities. But as the day went on everyone, but your mother in law, seemed to see Atlas get more and more pissed. You came out in your last dress, beaming. It was everything you dreamed it would be. It fit you in every aspect and for your price range. "You look lovely" Atlas said, he stood and twirled you around. Your mother in law went to speak, presumably to say something aweful about the dress. Atlas turned to her, an ice gold glare etched on his face. " If you open your mouth to speak anything other then complements to her I will personally escort you to hell."