Narrator's POV
One priestess, three mothers, one father, two children, five best friends, fifty guests and two brides. The calm winds blowing over the huge white tents with guests. Family and friends all gathered in the orange orchard to witness the seemingly magical moment of life for the two women .Athena wore a calm expression,almost completely serene expect for the pounding of her heart as she stood on the Indian golden styled isle waiting impatiently for the love of her life. Dressed in a black fitting tuxedo complimented by a perfectly made pearly bowtie that matched her soon to be wife pearly dress. Her right arm clutching the wedding so tight that her knuckles turned white