Chapter eighteen
Jayde
I walk out into the church. My father is already standing aside, waiting for me.
I walk to him. He smiles at me and extends his hand to me.
I smile too and hold him. Then, we started towards the bridegroom that is already at the alter.
We walk for a while because it extended far.
My father gently let go of my hand. I adjust myself and look up at the priest. He seems happy of all men.
My heartbeat has already skyrocketed. I take a deep breath whenever I look at the bouquet in my hand.
The strikingly tall man in a tuxedo beside me reminds me of how this night will be.
Somewhere, Hattie should be watching us as we are. And I pray she will come home this night so we can switch roles.
That's the easiest solution.
"Do you," the priest started suddenly, jerking
