THE WEDDING RITE

"Good to meet you, Uncle," Amelia said politely, her heart aching as she addressed her own father as an uncle.

"What a lovely bride," Mr. Sim declared, his voice brimming with pride and emotion.

"Indeed, she is. Amelia, you don't mind this old man walking you to the altar, do you? That brat of your husband asked me to do so," Old Master Yang whined playfully, but pride evident on his face.

"It would be wonderful, Grandpa," Amelia replied, her eyes misting with gratitude.

Seeing Old Master Yang walking their daughter to the altar filled Mr. Sim and Fedora with immense pleasure. Mr. Sim had always considered Old Master Yang as his second father.

"Then, we should get ready and walk to the entrance door," Old Master Yang said excitedly, his enthusiasm infectious.