Ethan
I pulled the collar of my shirt with a huff as I looked up to the blue sky above the forest line. Thank the universe the weather forecast had been true or I would have melted into a heap of disappointment and anger. The whole day would have been ruined and I truthfully thought I would throw a tantrum just as big as Eli's.
The only reason I was slightly sweating was not because of the weather. The air was cool and heat wave season had passed over, yet my nerves were eating me up more than anything. I wondered if Demyan would like it. I tried to follow his scrapbook fantasy to the best of my capability.
I had my own checklist in my mind. The large wooden arch wrapped in vines, white hanging giant imperials formed a beautiful frame at the back of it giving us our own cocooned feel and wild flowers intertwined. Igor, Delunca, Stefano and Luca had helped me with it. I knew how much Demyan stressed how he loved handmade wedding designs.
