Molly
The sun spilled over the vineyard like liquid gold. The vines danced gently in the morning breeze, their leaves whispering secrets of love and commitment. Today was Damon and Vanessa's special day, and the atmosphere was electric with joy. I had the honor of standing beside Damon as his "best man," a role I had embraced wholeheartedly. The chairs were adorned with delicate white ribbons, and bouquets of lavender and wildflowers decorated the altar. The sweet scent mingled with the fresh morning air. I took a deep breath, and my heart started to race with a mix of excitement and nerves. This was a day they had been dreaming of, and I wanted everything to be perfect for them. I stood next to Damon in the summer suit he had picked out, and I glanced over at him and smiled. Damon was li
