Avery
"Are you nervous?" I asked the beautiful bride. The ceremony is about to start. We are standing further in the back with me, Sierra and her father. I was obligated to always assist her. We're waiting for the cue when she'll be able to finally walk down the aisle.
"No." She replied in a snobbish manner.
"Tell that to your trembling hands." I giggled. She frowned at me. It suddenly changed into a sad look which made me worry.
"Do you think I was right to agree with this?" My eyes widened. Sierra, who seemed to be so confident in the past weeks, caught me by surprise.
"Why? Are you backing out now?" I asked almost in a panic and concern.
"I don't know, Avery. You're right. I am nervous. I don't wanna do this. I really have been thinking about this. What if I was wrong?" Her eyes s
