I took my position next to Caroline. Glancing at Wash, I witnessed him giving her a look of admiration that made me smile, though it didn't give me tingles the way Kennedy's reverent gaze did. The song changed and everyone stood as Evan took the two steps down to the runner and held her head high as she walked slowly toward Lincoln.
He stood tall and proud, his dark hair smooth and his suit perfect. His look of anticipation turned into a smile, and when his eyes misted, mine did, too. I turned back to Kennedy. He looked nowhere but at me.
When we first met, I didn't intend to give him a second glance. But looking at him on that happy day, I realized I'd given him my heart, my soul, and my future.
Evan walked past, her lace train flowing out behind her and collecting the yellow rose petals as she went. She took Lincoln's arm. He smiled down at her and wiped away a tear.
"That's it, then. He's the one." Evan took a deep breath and turned to the pastor. "Fuck it. Let's do this."