A Baroque-style church came into Lily's view, and she almost instinctively shouted, "Stop."
The sports car screeched to a halt.
Ethan's hands rested on the steering wheel as he turned and glared at her. "What's going on?"
Hearing Ethan's voice snapped her back to reality. She glanced at the church and shook her head, casually saying, "It's nothing; let's go."
Ethan followed her gaze and coldly remarked, "Do you want to go to the church?"
"Not anymore," Lily forced a smile.
Her reaction was merely a reflex.
As a child, she had always waited to be Alex's bride. Her mother told her that Baroque-style churches were perfect for solemn yet fresh weddings where she and Alex could vow their love in such a church.
Back then, she only considered wearing a beautiful wedding dress and never considered what the church might look like.
