The wedding was held in the church, it wasn't grand but the intimacy of the special occasion was all that I could ever hope for.
It was me, wearing a simple white and smooth silk gown with a small bouquet of flowers in my hand and Logan, who stood at the altar with his handsome face looking blank and serious.
'This is our wedding day, is he not even going to smile?' I sighed, truthfully hurt while I walked down the aisle to join my groom, then I started to notice the people's faces in the cathedral sitting on the right side of the holy place.
'He even invited them! How could he ruin this for me!' my mind could only growl silently.
In the middle of it, I stopped after I saw how unhappy my groom was with our wedding. I accidentally lost my grip on my flowers, after the sadness envelope
