The One
I always knew this day would come.
Samantha.
I watch her as she walks down the aisle. She looks beautiful, as always. She's holding a bouquet of white roses, they've always been her favourite. She's clutching the bouquet as she tries to contain her excitement. Everything about her is stunning. The way her hair sits right on her shoulders. The lace of the dress wrapping her arms so delicately. The bottom of her dress dragging along the wooden floor behind her.