My mouth is still open. I look at the round pools of water, glowing with soft green lights from deep inside them.
Red rose petals are scattered everywhere, floating on the water and lying on the ground.
But there is no real ground. The floor looks like soft white clouds, moving slowly in a graceful motion under our feet.
The air smells so sweet, a mix of flowers and something else I can’t even name.
I can finally see the man and woman in clean white uniforms stand quietly near a black wooden door, waiting.
It's the most romantic and intimate thing I have ever seen.
I let out the biggest sigh I have had for months. It feels like a deep, calming relief is washing over me.
The environment, the sweet scent, the soft clouds under my feet… it all has this magical effect, like it’s cal
