Lucas’s puzzled look
My fiancé, Lucas, looked puzzled but concerned from the altar. His eyes searched mine, asking questions without words. ‘Where is your father?
’ ‘Are you okay?’ I could almost hear him thinking. His usual calm demeanor was tinged with anxiety, a rare sight.
But seeing him standing there resolute gave me the strength I needed. I smiled weakly at him, hoping to convey that I was alright, even if I wasn’t.
Lucas had always been my rock, and today, I needed him more than ever.