Third Person POV

One Month Later

The sun wasn’t as harsh as usual today. It cast its golden beams over the glass window of the grand cathedral, where Zara’s mother used to bring her as a little girl. She had longed for and looked forward to the day when she would be joined with the man she loves in this same place. 

Every detail of the venue was breathtaking for each guest who walked in. The altar stood tall, adorned with silk drapes and lilies that glowed in the light. Beneath it was Leo Armstrong, awfully handsome, standing like a knight, yet visibly nervous, as he was about to be...