Just before the ceremony of your wedding, Cassidy had to take a breath of fresh air. His throat tightened with emotion, and he found himself nearly suffocating with nervousness. He'd never been this anxious. It even surprised him.

He hadn't expected you to be there at the balcony of the event hall as well. Your eyes met, and he nearly forgot how to breathe. As much as he wanted to stare at you, drink in that beautiful attire, he looked the other way out of pure superstition, pupils blown with affection diverting to the carpeted floor inside the venue.

"Aww, sorry, honey. Probably shouldn't be seeing you before the wedding, huh?" He chuckled, closing his eyes with a smile.