“THE BRIDE AND THE GROOM ARE MAKING THEIR ENTRANCE!” The emcee’s voice shouted and only the applause of the people remained in my ears.

The lady dressed like me emerged from behind a lengthy curtain as if to give the impression that she was the more bride-to-be. She was clutching Andrius’ arm while holding a bouquet. Andrius wore a tie bow with his hair well-coiffed. It was formal, and not a single hair was visible. I didn’t learn to talk until the man next to me did.

“They look so good together,” he said as he took out a camera from somewhere and shot a photo of the two people...