Left At The Altar นิยาย & เรื่องราว

And why did it feel like the walk-down-the-aisle tradition was going on longer than normal? I hadn't realized the classic 'Here Comes The Bride' piano chorus was being played till we got to the altar. Uncle Faartz squeezed my right forearm and discreetly mouthed 'Shotgun License' to me before walking to seat in the second row on the left side of the altar beside his wife -Aunt Monica- I cracked a smile at her and she grinned, waving her hand.

He left her on the altar. 'I wasn't the one who left him at the altar, but I was the one who was left at the altar,' she thought bitterly. She was just a replacement. Please kindly vote, comment and share <3

She’d never looked more beautiful than that very moment and Amber wished that she could live in this moment forever. Amber asked Leah to kneel before the altar and she took her spot opposite her. Leah carefully lifted the hem of her gown as she knelt down, afraid to damage it, for the lace work was so delicate. Leah looked lovingly into her mother’s eyes from across the altar and smiled. She was ready for the ceremony to begin.

At that moment, she understood that their love was not defined by their ability to have children, but by their unwavering support, understanding, and acceptance of each other. ******* The soft melody of the wedding march filled the air, creating an atmosphere of anticipation and joy. Arlet stood at the entrance of the grand hall, her eyes locked with Ruben’s, who stood tall and handsome at the end of the aisle. Her heart swelled with overwhelming happiness as she took a deep breath and began her graceful walk down the aisle.

I said back in a small voice as I helped myself up to the altar. We stood at the altar, staring at each other like it was the first time we'd seen each other. Two full minutes passed and neither of us broke eye contact until the vicar cautiously stepped out from behind the cover of the altar and cleared his throat. "Um...may we proceed?" Taking a deep breath, I took up my place to the left of Aziel. From the crowd, I saw Diana and Alex beaming at me. Above us, the wedding march ended in a final, triumphant chord. Silence fell over the church.

The aisle was lined with rose petals, creating a romantic path for the couple to walk down. A musician began playing a soft, melodic tune, setting the tone for the rehearsal. Nate and Sanya took their positions at the front of the room, standing beneath the arch, symbolizing their commitment to each other. The officiant, dressed in their ceremonial attire, guided them through the ceremony, ensuring they understood the flow and sequence of each moment. As the rehearsal progressed, the wedding party, including me as one of the bridesmaids and groomsmen, entered the room, carefully rehearsing our roles.

However, the only eyes that I met were his. Denver was standing at a distance from me, at the altar. His hands in front of his stormy grey suit and a smile which crept onto his lips. Slowly, I walked towards him with the music playing in the background. My feet grazed against the flowers scattered on the ground and from the corner of my eyes was a banner, ‘Alpha Eliana Weds Alpha Denver’. I scoffed lightly. He really put all this together in a day.

A few hair strands were falling on my face which made me pout, I am sure Jay will fall in love with me again after seeing me. "Like it?" She asked. "Love it... Thank you," I whispered. We both moved out of the tent and once again my heartbeat rose as I saw a bunch of people waiting for me. The path to the altar was made up of white and pink flower petals while the entrance of the altar was made up of blue and pink flowers. God... how perfect it could be anymore? My eyes fell on Jay who was standing at the altar with Ash by his side and I chuckled, were they both planning to take vows together?

“We are about to start up the occasion. This is the second mating ceremony and it would be the deciding moment for the couple. Will the alpha and his supposed Luna come to the altar for the final blessings to be said?” I looked at a worried Kayla who came to my side. “Are you okay?” She whispered. “You’ve been behaving oddly…” “I’m okay. I don’t need you to babysit me.” I walked ahead of her to the altar where I stood and waited for her father to take her hand and bring her up to me. This was the official handover. While on the altar, I looked at Mara who was still seated at the table drinking a bottle of spirit. It was clear that this bothered her as well as it bothered me.

Rachel quickly left the room for the call. … A while later, she said, "I need to go out. Remember to show up tomorrow." The door slammed shut. Yet another sleepless night for me, then. … I wasn't going to attend the wedding, but I changed my mind, since I had to give the ring back to Rachel. However, the scene stunned me. Instead of me, the groom for the event was Jonathan. His name was sprawled all over the banner, and he was in a white suit, a bouquet in his hands. The guy was standing at the entrance, welcoming the guests to his wedding.