The sun was shining on the elegantly laid tables on the terrace near the beach.
There was the scent of the sea in the air, and every now and then you could hear the seagulls screaming. Regina watched the crowd chatting animatedly while anxiously awaiting the arrival of the bride and groom.
From the entrance to the terrace, the shouting of the people grew, "Here they are!"
"They're coming!"
"How beautiful they are!"
The crowd moved to the sides and the bride and groom appeared, smiling in their haute couture suits.
Quarin, in a blue double-breasted suit, embraced Petra, stunning in a beautiful white gown with a lace veil.
The bride turned to Regina and frowned, "What are you doing here? We don't want strangers at our wedding! Do you want to bring bad luck? There's nothing you can d
