Betty's POV

Months later

The wedding hall glowed beneath hundreds of golden lights suspended from the ceiling like captured stars. White roses and ivory lilies decorated every aisle, their sweet fragrance drifting through the air. Soft music emanated from the string quartet at the far end of the hall, blending seamlessly with the quiet murmur of the guests.

Every seat was occupied. Family, friends and business associates filled the hall, all dressed in their finest attire. Yet despite ...