Third person POV
Under the setting sun and a clear orange sky in July, Ava St Marcus and Lewis Peterson were about to tie the conjugal knot.
The venue, Victoria garden, was draped in roses and fake flower heads. Playful children detached the pink and blue balloons attached to installations and ran around with them. The air itself smelt of berries and guests stood and sat in pockets of twos and threes chitchatting, holding glasses of beer and white wine as they awaited the prospective couple.
In no time, Ava appeared at one end of the green lawn. She was seen with Liam who was holding her right hand, playing the role of her father. The guests paused their chats and all eyes fell on the bride as she approached in company of Liam.
Almost at the same time, Lewis and the priest emerged, tak
