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Jasmine's Point Of View:

I let out a sign, my chest heaving as my shoulders dropped, my eyes looking forward with tears welling up as I put each leg in front of the other, walking down the aisle in the elegant white dress that I wore, the white material cascading down my body like a waterfall.

My black wavy hair flowed down my back, defining my face which was moulded in a lite makeover. My knees quivered but the dress did a great job in hiding each detail that pointed at nervousness.

The guests were seated, watching me in adoration as I walked down the stunning white carpet with...