#Chapter325
Not sure how my dad is going to take this new arrangement as he is meant to be walking me down the aisle, but I don’t think I can do it without Arrick beside me. If I do trip, I know he will catch me, and my dad probably wouldn’t even notice. Arry tugs me bossily and as much as I want to resist, I let him, with a grim expression and heart thundering like mad out of my rib cage. He pulls me with him and leads us back into the corridor of clucking and fussing hands and silences them with a palm raised up high. They all fall silent and look at him as though he’s about to bestow some answers.
