/Ariana's POV/
I was all set, in my white, extremely huge wedding gown with a long train that covered the whole floor.
"You look beautiful." My mom, who had escaped the garden to help me with the preparation, complimented me, and I smiled as she helped arrange my wedding. Weddings were my people's happiest moments, but I was gloomy as I faced so many uncertainties, wondering if I should get married to Ethan or not. I know I have a little say in this, actually.
"Hey," My mom raised my lowered head up and smiled.
"Today is your wedding; smile. Be happy." She pleaded and I nodded, smiling wryly. If she really wanted me to be happy, she should have never agreed to this in the first place.
"Damian will be walking you down the aisle; don't worry about it too much, honey." My mom was sure I
