[Kris’ pov]

                The moment I saw her, I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life her. I’ve always dreamed of waiting for her at the altar, looking at her as she walked towards me. Her beautiful gown flowing against the light breeze as she looked at me. Seeing her smile behind that veil with tears b in her eyes; she’d be the most beautiful bride that I’ll ever see, hearing her vows, hearing her say ‘I Do’. But it was only just a dream.

                People gathered around as the skies turned to grey. She looked so beautiful and peaceful. A tear slips down my cheek as I look at her face one last time and close the casket and watched as they lowered her to the ground.