The waiting limousine

Petra guided Emma out the back door and into a waiting limousine. “Wow,” Emma gushed with excitement as she was helped into the limo. “Enjoy your special day, and remember, don’t remove the veil for...” Emma never heard Petra’s final words as the door to the limo closed. Petra waved goodbye.

It was a short drive to the church and Emma was lost in anticipation. After what seemed like an eternity to the dreamy bride, the limo door was opened and Emma stepped out and was escorted into the church.

A older man she knew to be her father took her arm and began to walk her down the rose petal covered aisle. Standing at the altar next to the pastor was.