Years ago, she’d cried in his lap after being bullied that no boy would ever take her to prom. And he had said, “One day, I will walk you down the aisle myself. Prom is nothing compared to that.”Now, here they were.Mr. Hills felt his throat tighten, remembering that little girl.She felt his arm shake slightly under hers.But she didn’t cry. Not yet.They reached Bruno.She stopped just behind him.The music sounded louder.She reached forward with her trembling hand and tapped his shoulder.Bruno exhaled, tilted his head back with a smile, then turned.When he saw her, he froze, and everything was still.Only the artist's voice was heard.“Time stands still…Beauty is all she is…I will be brave…I will not let anything take away…What's standing in front of me...Every breath, every hour has come to this…One step closer.”He swallowed, holding his tears, then stepped forward and lifted the veil gently.As soon as their wet eyes met—“Hi, husband,”Beauty sobbed.Bruno leaned in a
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