The entire hall quieted into hushed whispers as the announcer's voice carried the words everyone had been waiting for, the bride had arrived.
A nervousness settled over Dominick. He clasped his hands tightly, his gaze locked on the doors, anticipation flickering in his eyes as he waited for Juniper's first step down the aisle.
The pianist's melody filled the grand hall as Juniper appeared, her arm linked with her father's. Gasps of admiration rippled through the guests; her gown shimmered under the soft glow of the chandeliers. Her every step poised yet trembling with emotion.
Dominick's breath hitched, and as he walked forward to meet her, Juniper's father placed her hand into his. With a solemn bow of his head, Dominick silently thanked the man for entrusting him with his daughter's future. Then, side by side, he and Juniper faced each other at the altar.
"You look nervous," Juniper whispered, her lips curving into a reassuring smile.
