As the conductor of the orchestra held up his baton into the air, the melancholic and soulful Canon In Dy by Pachelbel flowed out beautifully into the background.
Jia walked gracefully down the aisle, her every steps forwarded along with the tempo of the music. Her strapless, pale -brown and A - Line satin dress, cascaded beautifully from the small of her waist down to her ankles. Her lower abdomen still looked slightly - protruded at sixteen gestational weeks due to the wide and perfect curve of her hips.
With a bigger bouquet of mixed peonies, tulips and roses than the rest of the ladies, she looked so stunningly beautiful as she marched alone, being the groom's maid of honor.
