Sophia’s P.O.V

The chapel was still, quiet, almost too still, and yet when I stood there, hand in hand with Nathan, it felt like the whole world had narrowed down to just us.

The decorations that we had carefully selected was still there, the flowers and the cake, but the seats were almost all empty…except for our parents, and our closest men who had helped find me in time. Vee was still my maid-of-honor and our children did a spectacular job as flower girls, while Emanuel ...