#Chapter 248: Say I Do

Ella The doors to the chapel opened, and the soft sound of orchestral music filled my ears. This was it; this was the moment. Everything felt like it was moving so fast, and yet somehow it felt as though time was standing completely still at the same moment. I watched as the wedding planner gestured from the sidelines for the bridesmaids and groomsmen to pair up and walk through the doors, preceded by the flower girl—a family friend’s daughter, who looked absolutely precious in her little pink dress with her basket of petals. Even from where I stood, I could hear the guests cooing over how cute she was. I held my father’s arm, my stance tense. Being in front of so many people was something that I had gotten used to as a lawyer, and yet the idea of saying my vows in front of all of the wedding guests—family, friends, plus-ones, friends of friends, distant cousins who I had only ever met once, and the list goes on—seemed as daunting as ever. My father, noticing my nervousness