Her heart skipped a beat when she saw him. He looked like a prince in the fairy tales that she read as a kid, just that he came in a shiny black car instead of a galloping horse.
He winked at her as he passed her and made his way towards the center stage. She smiled at him. He looked happy…more happy than she had ever known him to be and why would he not be happy, he was about to get married to the woman he loved.
After the prayer and addressing the gathering, the priest asked him “Do you take this wonderful lady to be your lawfully wedded wife”. “I do” he replied with conviction.
She sat in the first row witnessing the proceedings. A silent tear rolled down her cheek. She quietly wiped the tears before anybody saw it. Was it a tear of joy or sadness, nobody could tell.