Venessa's pov

The moment I looked up, I saw Vincent, looking like a greek god as always. My tensed muscles immediately relaxes the moment he took my hand in his, his grey eyes sparkling and I can't stop staring at them.

"Come on, rosa" he says in his usual calm voice. I don't get it, how can someone be so relaxed on their wedding day? I mean you're getting married, aren't you supposed to be nervous or anxious?. But who am I kidding, it's Vincent De Costello, after all ...