The woman without a name smiles warmly, "we understand. We will be cheering for you in the crowd."
I returned her smile and clutched my wedding dress closer as I rushed out of there. I ran into my mother on the way, and she looked pissed. She must have been looking everywhere for me; it's possible she even panicked and thought that I'd run off before the wedding could begin. How epic would that have been if I'd done that? If the groom was any other man, then I may have done just that. Since it was Atticus, I was staying; I wasn't going anywhere.
"Where on earth have you been, Autumn?" She scolds me. "I had everyone looking everywhere for you. We were all thinking the worst!"
"I'm sorry, mother." I apologize. "Something came up, but I'm here now."
"You look beautiful." She whispers su
