Dominic stood at the end of the red carpet, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing together as an inexplicable unease stirred in his heart.
The music began. The spotlight swept towards the entrance. Caleb, in her pure white wedding gown, slowly walked towards him.
The dress accentuated her snow-like complexion. Her eyes and brows were filled with shyness and anticipation, exactly the tender and beautiful image he held in his memory.
But Dominic's gaze was somewhat unfocused. An absurd thought uncontrollably popped into his mind.
What would it look like if the person in the wedding dress were Amelia?
The Amelia he remembered was always low-key and introverted, not one to seek attention, always dressed in simple, plain clothes.
This thought had barely surfaced before Dominic forcibly sup
