The wedding felt like a dream.

Leah walked slowly down the aisle, her white dress flowing behind her like soft waves. Her veil danced gently in the breeze coming from the ocean nearby. The sun warmed everything it touched, almost like it was giving its blessing.

Jason stood at the front, frozen in place, eyes fixed on Leah as if nothing else in the world existed. He wasn’t just smiling, he looked like he could cry from the joy of it all.

Leah’s father held her hand tightly as they reached Jason. His face was full of pride. When he placed her hand into Jason’s, it wasn’t just a wedding...