My breath falls long and hard. I try and try but my breath feels like it will leave my body any moment.
" I...I.. " I say to myself and frantically look down the windows to the long brown cobbled lanes, my heart walking like the cars in the lane. Left and right.
Since childhood whenever I felt nervous I had him by my side. I wish I could right now just for some time in this room. Alone. Why did we have to get married in front of so many people? Should we get married?
But he is there. Stop freaking out. We are getting married. We are getting married.
The thought burns like fire. But then my left hand unconsciously falls upon the pendant he gave me at the airport, I am wearing it on my right hand rolled up like a bracelet. I see the heart shape dangling from the right hand. And I fee
