"I am so glad that those two are out of this car!" Matt fumed, referring to how touchy Rocky and Ava had been in the ride there, as they finally got out of the car, handing the keys to a valet at the Thornston estate. The two, Matt and Nicholas, had now visited the estate so often that they had gotten over the novelty of a person valet greeting them at the parking lot.
They followed the directions of a worker to the wedding grounds.
"Now, we're late!"
Ahead of them, Ava quickened her pace.
"Slow down, Ava… you're …."
"We're late because of you! Why did you-" Ava sighed, knowing that she had enjoyed every moment of that morning. However, when they turned the last corner to the grounds, expecting the wedding to be over, they stopped short.
On one side of the platform stood the groom, Brad, dressed in tailored formalwear, dark, elegant, trimmed in muted gold.
All the guests had their eyes trained on the back, as the music shifted to a gentler, more reverent tone.
