Eighty seven: Wedding

It was exactly eight minutes to twelve o'clock. I hurried out of my car, and rushed out of the parking lot in the church, not even waiting for my bouncers to reach me first.

On getting to the front door of the church, I sighted Jill and her mother, and that made me so relieved. To be sincere, I had been thinking about Trisha's threat all along. What if she was actually going to do something again? But well, now that I had seen that Jill was fine, there was no need to worry. 

"Dude you're late!" Ace complained, walking fast to me. "Jill's been so worried. What happened? The final trial wasn't supposed to take that long."

I shut my eyes, then exhaled loud. And opening it, it met Jill's. Shit, I didn't want her to see me. 

"Jace!" She cried, holding her long gown, and stomping to me. I was almost lost in noticing how beautiful she was, but I decided to not pay attention to that. I was too late