The music went on, filling the air with the sweetest sounds as she stood there, dressed in the most beautiful dress she could imagine and holding onto the bouquet of flowers as if her life depended on it.
"Are you ready?" asked Jessica from beside her, dressed in a pale pink bridesmaid dress, eyeing her friend in concern. She'd gone extremely pale and she trembled from head to foot, Amara feeling as though she was going to be sick.
"It's just" Amara stammered "there's so many people and..." she trailed off, waving her arms about hopelessly.
Jessica looked out at the sea of people, sitting patiently in their seats. There were no more people than what she'd had at her wedding and Amara had been fine. Was this her having cold feet?
"Amara" she said gently, spinning her around so that she
