Triston’s POV
In my life, I have never seen such a beautiful bride, a beautiful woman. I could guarantee that my heart stopped. I couldn't exhale the breath I inhaled. She opened the door by walking with her crutches. Her crutches were hiding in front of her beauty. Our staring contest was finished when she broke eye contact and started to scan me from top to bottom.
What do I look like? Am I handsome Carol? Do you like the way I dress? I wanted to ask from her, I wanted to hear it from her mouth.
“Triston, what are you doing here? You should be in the aisle” I came out from my train of thoughts with Bethany’s interruption.
“And, where’s Zane” She looked above my shoulder to see her love.
“He is in the aisle!” I replied.
“Shall we go?” I walked into the room which made her keep a
