Garan came and got me, a bundle of flowers in his hands. I took another glance in the mirror. I had taken the dress in a few inches and worked the veil into my hair. I took the flowers from the priest and followed him back into the main room of the temple. He had me wait just outside of the room while he prepared.
A woman within the temple started singing. Her voice echoed through the temple, and it gave me chills. Garan addressed the crowd, letting them know that I would be coming in soon. I took a breath, steadying myself. I was getting married. Jacob and I were about to become husband and wife. I couldn’t help the smile that etched itself onto my face.
Then, Garan called my name.
I took a step into the temple down the aisle. Jacob stood at the end, wearing a matching
