My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Irvin and Shirley walked into the church. Mission complete. I heaved a long sigh of relief before I tapped on the tablet in the car.

The church had surveillance cameras from all directions that let people watch the wedding live.

The car door opened, and Hendrix appeared on the roadside. He got in the car and sat beside me. His hand reached over my head and pulled me into his embrace. We hugged each other as we watched the wedding through the screen.

Irvin took his time with every step he made as his smile grew wider. He did not look ill at all.

The veil masked Shirley's face. She matched her pace with Irvin's. With every step she took, every sway of the dress was expressing how lovely she felt right at that moment.

The church had been renovated. The center of the hall was an altar with candle holders on it. A couplet was on each side of the altar. The writings on them were words of the uneasiness of marriages.

"In front of the jade mirror platform is a beautiful conversation. The person before the silver mirror platform is like jade."

Evan, dressed in a green gown, stood on the stage as the witness and host.

"Are you ready?"

Irvin's smile suddenly faded. He turned to look at Shirley beside

a woman's low voice came from under the

simple and short, enough to

waiting for nearly ten years for this. We don't need

and became serious. "May the newlywed

bow to Heaven and

at the woman dressed in a wedding dress while he lowered his head, giving a deep

bow to the royal

gaze still fixated on her. After the second bow, before Evan could speak, he turned to face the woman beside

each other" stuck in his throat, Irvin cut him off and said apologetically,

in front of him.

car, I couldn't

smiled

was telling himself, "Getting here is enough for me.

and when he looked up, his eyes were

never understand, nor had I been content with it. I've never hurt you, but why were you so reluctant to