FIA
I held Cian's hand as the ceremony began.
The grand hall quieted, conversations dropping to whispers and then to nothing at all. Everyone turned toward the back where the procession would start. I watched the doors, trying to focus on what was about to happen instead of the eyes I could still feel on me.
Music swelled from somewhere I couldn't see. Not the regular organ music like I'd heard about in most weddings, but something stringed and ancient. Not that I knew much considering I had only attended two weddings. And I ended up being the bride in the second one.
It filled the space between the vaulted ceilings and made the chandeliers seem to shimmer more brightly.
The doors opened.
