Marilla Cuthbert, soon to be Marilla Blythe, is practically giddy as she slips into her wedding dress in her room at Green Gables. The fabric is light, soft, and elegant. The sun is filtering into the room through the lace curtains at the windows. Marilla wishes Matthew were here to walk her down the aisle, but she can feel his presence more today than she has for a long time. "Thank you, Matthew. I know you sent him back to me when I needed him and when I was ready to have him back in my life." Marilla whispers into the room. Just as she finishes speaking a warm summer breeze blows through the room encouraging Marilla. "Thank you, Matthew."

Rachel knows she has to let Marilla do this at her own pace, but John Blythe is getting awfully anxious waiting for her. "Marilla, we're all waiting for you. Are you ready?" Rachel asks through the door.

"I'm having trouble with my veil. Can you help me?" Marilla asks as she opens the bedroom door.

"Of course I can. The veil is always the hardest part. It never wants to lay right." Rachel comes into the room and shuts the door behind her. She gets Marilla's veil in place before using a hat pin to secure it to her head. She carefully lifts the blusher and lets it float down over Marilla's face. "You look really beautiful."

"I'm ready now." Marilla says firmly. She smoothes the skirt of her dress and looks in the mirror once more before she leaves the room.

"I'm glad you're ready. Gilbert came to me and said John was really anxious waiting for you. Let's go." Rachel smiles at Marilla as they walk down the stairs.

Rachel picks up her bouquet and passes Marilla the other bouquet. "Anne already has her bouquet, so let's go get you married."

Marilla takes a deep breath and says, "Let's go."