Chapter Eleven

The church erupted in joyous cheers and applause as Lydia and Scott turned to walk back down the aisle, now husband and wife. Lydia’s heart raced, her hand resting lightly on Scott’s arm as they made their way through the sea of smiling faces. The guests threw handfuls of soft flower petals into the air, the delicate blossoms cascading down like confetti, adding to the fairytale ambiance of the moment.

Betty and Nina, along with Scott’s groomsmen, followed closely behind, their own faces lit with happiness. Lydia caught a glimpse of her coworkers waving at her, their grins wide with excitement, and a few even shouting playful congratulations. She smiled back, her cheeks warm from the attention, while Scott maintained his composed demeanor, though there was a faint smile tugging at his lips.