She heard the piano started to ring all throughout the church; it is Felix Mendelsshon’s Wedding March. She breathed in deeply then clutch to her father’s arm, and started marching. It was slow, just like what every bride does. 1.. 2.. 3.. step, and again, 1.. 2.. 3.., step. She did it again and again, counting silently in her mind. When she has
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