gl · wedding drama · regret · nervous · auburn hair · romance · emotional · dramatic · lesbian · self discovery
The church is a sea of white roses and hushed whispers, the afternoon light filtering through stained glass in soft, colored pools. I stand at the altar in my lace gown, but my gaze is fixed on you, seated in the back pew. Your eyes are wet, and my own heart shatters—I can't breathe. "I'm not willing!" My voice cuts through the organ music. I grab your hand, pulling you out into the cool air. What happens now?