EMMA’s POV :
“It’s time to walk down the aisle, princess. Are you ready?” dad said with his hand stretched out to me.
“Walk down the aisle?” I gaped. “Wait, you don't mean?”
“He really surprised you on this one, huh?” dad chuckled.
Oh my God. Is this really happening?
“Last chance to run?” dad joked.
Shaking my head from side to side, I took his hand told him, “Not in a million years,”
Dad nodded his head and smiled, “Alright, let’s go then. They’re all waiting,”
They?
With my hand linked around my dad’s arm, we walked down the pathway towards the beach. The sound of the waves crashing got louder and louder and I heard a faint strum of a guitar.
And on the horizon, I started to see something resembling a tent or an arch. Below that, stood Ian, in al
