So much more was said in the unsaid.
-Bridget Devoue-
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Blue was walking in front of Lise, holding a small flower bucket in one hand and throwing flower petals along the way at a slow pace, while Mr. Gregory Allington, Lise's father, was lightly holding her daughter's elbow, so she wouldn't trip over her own long white gown.
Meanwhile, among the crowd of guests, Lise could see the familiar faces of her step sister and step mother. It gave her a little bit of strength to take another step.
Trisha was wearing a gray dress, the same color as what her mother was wearing. Both of them looked beautiful, but Lise could see concern in Trisha's eyes.
Lise was holding a small bouquet of flowers with one hand, while her other hand was clutching her father's arm.
