DA IN POV

The double doors opened .

I walked down the flower petal filled carpet slowly .

Step by step .

I looked to the ground .

Pretending to play the role of a shy bride .

With every step I took I was one step closer to eternal commitment.

But Commitment to who ? 

 I was getting slightly emotional again .My eyesight turned slightly blurry ,tears on the verge of falling .

Before I knew it ,  my hands were placed into into  those of a man .

His hands were cold and clammy. How uncomfortable .

I didn't dare look up to see his face .

I just stared at our hands interlocking together perfectly .

The priests words didn't register in my mind as i stood there ,my mind blank .

Suddenly , 'my' groom started rubbing circles on the back of my hand .

As if he knew I was out of it and wanted to comfort me .

erted man .

I stiffened up knowing that the man I was marrying could easily be double my age .

I sighed inwardly .

I stared at his hands , then his sleeves.

He had on a traditional black suit .

His hands were veiny and rough .

As I was in dreamland I could hear the priest starting with the