When the driver open the car door for me . I got off the car . The music stopped, and all heads turned to face the far end of the walk. I was shocked to see what is happening ? A wedding !
I glance on the sign decorate with roses and balloon wrote my name And royce on . The opening to the bridal chorus started to play. Down the isle I came. I could not believe how beautiful was everything . . . I held a French rose silk bouquet. When I gaze upon. He was stunning. He wore a black, single-breasted, satin tuxedo with a white-wing collar shirt.
" Royce , what is this ?
" Our wedding . "
" But ?
" No but Stella I want you to mine and only mine . " he hold's my hand
Hesitantly, I glanced at my hand, so pale and delicate looking against the sun-bronzed iron of his body. I bit my lip, knowin
