Ariana 's wedding two

ARIANA POV

As I walked hand in hand with Lewis down the  aisle.

Our smiles seemed to gleam with joy. But it was a facade, a carefully crafted mask to conceal what we actually felt. The expensive wedding dress I wore, with its beautiful lace and delicate beading, felt like a heavy burden, a constant reminder of the superficiality of it all.

I had chosen it specifically because it outshone Margaret's, but now it seemed like a hollow victory.It still feels the same way ,very boring.

The soft rustle of the dress's silk layers and the sweet scent of blooming flowers filled the air, but my senses were dulled by the turmoil brewing inside me.Lewis has been acting out of control for the past days.lwt him enjoy it while it lasts but I'll make sure it won't last long.

As we waved and greeted the guests, my gaze landed on Margaret and Aaron, sitting together, clapping politely. My smile faltered for a moment.