Genevieve's POV

　　I looked ahead at the altar and saw Lorenzo standing there, dressed in a black suit and a white shirt. His midnight hair was perfectly styled, like always. He looked handsome. Giovanni stood beside him in a black suit, looking dashing.

　　I looked at the projector on the left side of the church and saw my grandparents on the screen. Grandma was wiping her eyes with a handkerchief.

　　Every step I took brought me closer to him until we stood ...