The wedding hall was different than what I had thought. Everything wasn't in the traditional white, but instead a flattering purple.

"Book!" someone squealed behind me, it was no one else but my sister.

 I smiled ask I pulled her in for a hug.

She looked beautiful. Her hair was halfway pinned up with curls that draped her shoulders nicely, makeup was delicate yet slightly daring, and her dress was absolutely gorgeous.

"It's been a while, sis. Congratulations." She smiled. But it wasn't real. I could tell something was going on. "Sis, wanna have a little chat before the ceremony?"

She cocked her eyebrow with a knowing look and pointed to the back patio.

"What is it?" She said a bit agrivated.

The breeze was nice outside, and I could finally breath.

"You have a cigarette? I'm dying." She pulled a pack out of her handbag and handed one to me.

"You must be clean today." She smirked as she lit it for me, turning to light her own.

"Of course I am! Only because it's you anyways."