Chapter 63: Something Borrowed

Calla’s POV

When I stood, still holding Cleo’s hand, I was met with silence. The chapel, previously filled with the sounds of music and soft conversation, was now so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

It was only then that I realized that even the music had stopped playing, and everyone was looking at me with a mixture of expressions ranging from anger to surprise. I couldn’t think of a reason for i