*Grace*
As the bride's march music began to play, a hush fell over the crowd, and I could feel my heartbeat quicken, threatening to jump out of my chest. All eyes were on Sarah as she appeared at the entrance of the venue, looking absolutely breathtaking in her flowing white gown adorned with intricate lace details. It was as if she had stepped straight out of a fairytale.
"Wow, she looks stunning," I whispered to Emma, who nodded in agreement by my side, her eyes glistening with tears the same way I could feel mine was.
David, ever the dashing figure, accompanied his daughter down the aisle with a mixture of pride and sadness in his features. His charcoal gray tailored suit exuded timeless elegance, perfectly complementing the significance of the occasion. The crisp white shirt beneath
