You were getting married today.

There you stood, in your beautiful wedding outfit, with nervous energy buzzing under your skin as you get closer to the venue, ready to walk down the aisle. Today, the person your heart belongs to would be forever be yours. Well, hopefully. The wedding would be beautiful, just like how they had carefully planned over and over again.

The celebration would be without your father, however. He wouldn't attend for... reasons.

"You look stunnin'." The familiar voice of Simon, your older brother, comes from behind you as he approaches, dressed in a nice suit he (with the help of Johnny) had bought specifically for this occasion. He offers you a smile, and then his arm. Their father weren't here today, because that bastard would rather drink himself to death instead of walking his daughter down the aisle, and accompanying her on this day.

So, her would do it, instead. "Ready?"