Everyone talks about the couple during the ceremony. But I canāt stop watching the room. The dad in the front row who promised himself he wouldnāt cry and didnāt make it past the first note of the processional. The mom who reached over and grabbed her husbandās hand without saying a word. The best friend in the third row, biting her lip, trying so hard to hold it together because she knows. Sheās been there for every chapter that led to this one. The way the whole room leaned in at the same moment. Like everyone felt it at once. Thatās the thing about a ceremony. Itās not just two people making a promise. Itās every single person who loves them, feeling the weight of that promise too. Iām never only watching the couple. Iām watching everyone who showed up to witness them. Because those are the photos that make you call your mom when you get your gallery back. Ten years from now, you wonāt just remember how you felt.
Youāll remember how everyone in that room felt too. And Iāll make sure of it.
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