FLORIAN'S P.O.V

I took a deep breath and looked down at the suit I was wearing. It was the same one that dad had kept to attend my wedding in. It was Roxanne who had suggested it, and now that I am, I felt it all the way to my bones.

I looked around. It was just me and the officiating priest, waiting for Roxanne.

I have dreamed of this day my entire life. Watching her walk down the aisle to me. Her dress. Her smile.

The door cracked open, and I straightened even more, my heart pounding hard as I watched the door.

It opened wide, bathing the church...