Zara's POV
I stood outside the altar, practicing how to breathe, with the flowers in my hands. I still can't believe that I was getting married to a man I met just two days ago. I didn't care if I was doing the right thing or not.
I snapped out of my thoughts, when the altar doors were opening, and my eyes popped open at the number of guests that were present.
I have never seen so many people gathered in one place before.
I swallowed hard and managed to walk down the aisle all by myself. I had no one to even stand as my family member, and nothing hurt more than that.
There were many cameras flashing lights everywhere, and if not for the veil that covered my face. I probably would have run away.
Mr Fred took me by the hand, as we both exchanged our vows, and he slipped the ring in my
