lights, or wedding decorations. Pine trees moved gently beyond the empty arbor while sunlight crossed the mountains.
Emily carried the basket toward the beginning of the aisle.
“I practiced this walk for weeks, but I never actually got to do it.”
“Would you like to finish it now?”
She hesitated before handing me several silk petals that had remained inside the basket.
We walked slowly toward the arbor while she scattered them over the empty path.
No guests watched.
No music controlled our pace.
At the end, Emily looked up.
