(Karsten)
The midnight blue tuxedo sat snugly against my body. Rahsir tucked a blue and white boutonnière into the front pocket of my tux and flattened the peak lapels.
"You are all set."
I glanced in the mirror and found a very different version of myself. How far I had come and today I was getting married to the love of my life.
At the beginning of last year, if someone had told me I would be getting married in the upcoming year, I would have laughed in that person's face.
But here I stood, in my tux and black Oxfords, all ready to head out towards the venue. The watch Arata had gifted me, proudly sat on my wrist.
"You have the ring?" I asked Rahsir and he patted the pocket of his pants, ensuring me he did.
"Let's head out." I gave a small tug to my coat and turned away from the floor-length mirror.
