Alana was a little nervous when Ricardo held her hand as they descended the stairs. The entire room went dark and only a single spotlight fell on them. Everyone had gathered around and watched in anticipation. To realize the dress, she complimented the tuxedo Ricardo was wearing.
“Relax,” she heard Ricardo murmur and only then did Alana realize she was sweating so much, her palms were wet and slippery. If not for Ricardo holding her hand tightly.
“Aw, aren't they a beautiful couple,”
“Ha! She's so beautiful…no wonder Mr. Romero is crazy about her.”
“Shush, why do I feel so envious…they complement each other…” Alana heard all sorts of murmurs rising around as soon as she and Ricardo joined the guests. Marcela, who had been smiling from ear to ear, came forward and stood between Ricardo and Alana.