She held her breath as she walked under the white roses covered arch.
She felt like a princess. There was no other way to describe the feeling of standing before all the people she loved, and seeing the wow-look in their eyes.
It wasn’t a big wedding to say the least, but it fitted their style. Simple and sympathetic.
But she only had eyes for him. He was so handsome in his tuxedo at the end of the aisle… At one point, she was tempted to rush to him, but it would have meant running ahead of the flower girl, and Lilly really took her role seriously, so she decided to stick with the protocole.
Quickly enough, they were face to face, ready to unite their lives.
The officiant was an old friend of theirs. He tried to be as professional as he could, but he lead the wedding vows a little loosely, obviously touched to be the one to bless his friends’ wedding.
Everybody held their breath, waiting for the moment to stand up and cheer for them both. The guests were febrile, and so were they both.
Taking the crowd by surprise, the soon to be groom picked up the mic.
Sarah… Sweetheart. I’m no poet, but let me tell you this… For all of my life, I’ve been looking for love. And when I met you, you totally blinded me.
The crowd giggle loudly. So did she.
She kissed him passionately before handing him his white cane.
This short fiction is a ”practice” for November’s NYC Midnight 250 word Microfiction Challenge, using one of the NYC Midnight Challenges previous prompts: Romance / Making a promise / Blind.