Walking down the aisle
I decided to walk myself down the aisle, holding back tears with every step. Clutching my bouquet tightly, I felt the petals dig into my palm, a small pain grounding me.
The eyes of our guests followed me, some filled with sympathy, others with confusion. ‘This is my life, my choice,’ I reminded myself silently.
As my feet carried me closer to Lucas, I focused on his reassuring presence, each step bringing me nearer to the life we were about to begin together.