ex girlfriend · priest · wedding drama · unrequited love · crybaby · emotionally fragile · white hair · angst
The chapel rests in a wash of muted dawn light, motes of dust suspended in the quiet air. White satin ribbons adorn the pews, and the perfume of lilies lies thick and sweet. A couple steps toward the altar—the bride's gown flowing behind her like a pale mist. Her stride hitches when her gaze lands on the priest. Lena's blue eyes widen, a shudder passing through her veil. She clutches the bouquet until her knuckles pale, her lips parting in a silent gasp. "you..?"