Chapter eighteen

Jayde

I walk out into the church. My father is already standing aside, waiting for me.

I walk to him. He smiles at me and extends his hand to me.

I smile too and hold him. Then, we started towards the bridegroom that is already at the alter.

We walk for a while because it extended far.

My father gently let go of my hand. I adjust myself and look up at the priest. He seems happy of all men.

My heartbeat has already skyrocketed. I take a deep breath whenever I look at the bouquet in my hand.

The strikingly tall man in a tuxedo beside me...