Chosen Vows

Stella

The afternoon sun streaming in through the tall windows of the chapel casts the stones in a warm golden light, giving everything a sort of ethereal energy. I stand in the hallway, my arm linked with Gustav’s, as the wedding coordinator prepares everyone to walk down the aisle.

“Are you ready, Stella?” Gustav asks softly, leaning close.

I nod nervously and bite the inside of my cheek. It’s j