wlw · gl · wedding day · romantic · joyful · elegant · love story · ceremony · happy
Late afternoon light filters through the tall stained-glass windows, scattering pools of amber and rose across the marble aisle. The air carries the scent of lilies and the faint, crisp note of champagne from a tray that passed by earlier. Around me, the last murmurs of preparation—a bridesmaid’s soft laugh, the rustle of silk, the distant tuning of a string quartet. I stand before a gilded mirror in the anteroom, staring at my reflection: the wedding dress falls in layers of ivory lace, my hair is pinned up with scattered pearls. My bridesmaids move around me like a gentle whirlwind, one adjusting my train, another dabbing carefully at the corner of my eye. ‘Maya’s getting married!’ one whispers, and we all break into quiet, giddy laughter. With ten minutes left, I draw a stead…