Two weeks later…
The sun was bright, but its rays were warm and soothing. The scent of flowers lingered in the air as the mellow music brought harmony to the atmosphere. Everyone donned a white theme, matching the decorations and the lush green landscape.
Smiles could be seen at every angle, their eyes filled with delight as they looked in the same direction.
Standing in the white arch adorned with vines and flowers was the bride, Hera.
She looked beautiful in her long, sparkly white wedding dress. Her hair was tied neatly in a low bun where her veil was attached. She had light makeup yet, she was incomparably beautiful.
Hera fluttered her eyelashes ever so tenderly, scanning the people standing and looking in her direction. Most of their guests were Reapers, some from the Secret Society, and then Dominic's family. Her face softened and somehow, her heart felt really warm, as if it was going to melt any moment.
"Don't cry yet."
