Amara’s POV
I felt nervous as I walked down the aisle, and I couldn't believe Parker and his team had put everything together in such little time.
There were pretty flowers all over the place, and each chair had a white ribbon with a flower pattern on it. The aisle was then lined with pretty pink roses, and my eyes stopped on the man wearing a white suit waiting for me at the altar.
Oh, god, is this for real?
He's looking at me with his eyes fixed on me, even though all the other girls are swooning over him.
I frowned as I remembered that I told him that I needed a pretend mother by my side, but I was walking alone right now in the aisle.
I breathed nervously as I saw his father sitting in a wheelchair, and waved his hand at me happily.
I smiled back at him.
Then focused my e
