Izabella turned her attention to the man she married and the woman he called "Karylla," his lost royal bride, as they both looked at each other in shock. They each saw the other's emotions of shock. Then Aleksander and Izabella were transfixed, mouths open, frozen to the spot.
The air in Izabella's chest felt like it may burst. What irony that the alien couple finally got along on their wedding day. Her chest was tight with too much feeling she couldn't comprehend, and she wanted to disappear from the spectacle before her.
"Hey, Jerry. Dance with me," Izabella said, breaking the silence between them as they stood opposite.
"You're on, sweetie," Jeremy said as he clasped his stepsister's hand. "Please excuse us. Our apologies."
From looking at the woman he had been searching for so long
