Chapter 49 I Thee Wed

• Aphrodite
• It was the morning of my wedding, and I sat staring into space, my heart racing as my mind conjured up various scenarios where the wedding wouldn't be a success. I exhaled a slow, shaky breath, trying to calm the fast palpitations of my heart that made me feel sick to my stomach.The urge to vomit surged within me, but I pushed it down, determined not to let anything ruin this special day.
• The team of stylists behind me moved in a muted frenzy, trying to get last-minute things in order, making me feel like I was in a movie. The stylist gasped the moment she finished her work and stepped back, cupping her hand over her chest.