Chapter 133

As Brittany stepped into the church, the soft strains of the wedding march began to play. She paused for a moment at the entrance, the long train of her white dress flowing behind her like a river of silk. Her heart pounded in her chest, a mix of excitement and nerves. The guests turned in their seats, a collective sigh of admiration sweeping through the room as they beheld the radiant bride.

Brittany took her first step down the aisle, her mother at her side, her grip steady and reassuring. Brittany was supposed to be Walked down by her father but since he isn't around Evelyn decided to walk her down instead.

Each step was deliberate, her delicate heels tapping lightly against the stone floor. She held her bouquet of pale roses and lilies close, their fragrance mingling with the faint scent of incense lingering in the air.

As she approached the altar, her eyes locked onto her soon-to-be husband, Alex. He stood there, tall and composed, but his expression was far from joyous. His jaw