Lost in madness
I remind her, demonstrating with exaggerated inhales and exhales.
She nods and takes a shaky breath, then another. The color returns to her cheeks.
"James, can you please walk Dabe to the altar?" Sally says, practically shoving me toward him. "She gets nervous in crowds."
I turn to glare at her, but she's already checking her reflection one last time. There's no point in arguing now.
"Ready?" James asks, offering me his arm.
I nod, not trusting my voice. My throat feels tight, and my hands are starting to shake. This is it. I'm about to walk down the aisle and see Andrew standing at the altar, waiting to marry my cousin.
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