I walked out of the room finally.The sun was shining brightly above. The small waves of the adjacent lake created a symphony with the violinists lined up at the side of the aisle.
The Priest already took his place on the stage which was decorated with white lilies and orchids. My bride of honour was walking in front of me.
I was so damn nervous at that moment. Tons of questions revolved at the same time,
What if I forget how to walk?
What if I fart in between my walk, would the guests ignore it?
What if I step on my gown?
Even though I practised it like for 100 times still I was nervous till the core.
But the main thing I was afraid of is :
What if I fall?
''No worries sweetheart, I won't let that happen '' with this he entangled his hands with mine.
He was looking perfect. I
