There he was. The man of my dreams standing at the alter smiling at me. I started walking down the aisle feeling more anxious than ever.
Step after step, I felt more butterflies swirling in my stomach. I looked down at the path that was leading me to my soon to be husband.
Step after step. I looked up and only saw him in my view. His expression seemed to change a little.
Step after step and I'm already halfway up the aisle. His face seemed to start looking more confused now.
Step after step, his lips start to frown. He started to look anywhere but at me. I almost stopped in my tracks, but decided to keep going. I took another step and saw him whisper something to his best man, also known as his best friend, Arron. Arron eyes widened and he nodded.
Step after step.... the groom, my groom spoke up and said aloud, "I'm sorry, I really am!" I stopped and watched him run off the side of the alter, leaving everyone behind him including me...