At 7:00 Tyler and Isabella met at the door that led to the garden. She was wearing a whimsical white dress with butterfly designs. Her hair was braided in the front while the back was curled and her make-up was light giving her a fairy feel she wore bottomless sandals that matched the butterflies in her dress. When Tyler saw her, he couldn’t help but smile, and marvel at how lucky he was. Tyler was wearing some white slacks with a white button-up and some matching shoes. “You look beautiful,” he said, fighting the urge to kiss her.
“Thanks, and you look,” Isabella paused, taking a minute to look him over, “like you’re about to be baptized,” she teased.
Tyler squinted his nose “Do I. Well, These are the colors,” he said, happily taking her hand into his. Suddenly the sounds of a violin c
