It was the same scene that I saw every Sunday. Groups of well-dressed people scattered around the front entrance to the grand Cathedral.
My stomach twisted slightly as the driver parked to let us out at the front entrance. Today would be the day I had to tell Lucas about my decision.
Worry and guilt spread through me. I didn't doubt my decision to choose Christian, but the thought of hurting Lucas pained me. He was much too kind and deserved someone as bright and kind as he was.
I stepped out of the limousine, maintaining a fixed distance behind the rest of my family. There were many eyes on us, and soon a whole group of people surrounded my parents, asking about the soon-to-be wedding.
"I was so surprised when I received the sudden invitation. Will you have enough time to plan everything?" one of the madams asked my mother.
