She spoke up
Lisa stepped forward, her voice sharp and cutting through the tension like a knife. “This wedding must not happen!” she declared, her words reverberating through the room. A stunned silence descended, extinguishing the guests’ murmurs in an instant. Sarah’s heart hammered in her chest, panic clawing at the edges of her composure. But this was her day, and she refused to let Lisa take it from her. She drew in a steadying breath, straightened her posture, and locked eyes with Lisa. “Stop this,” Sarah said, her voice calm but firm, “or I’ll have you escorted out.” Each word was measured, deliberate—a warning not to be ignored. Even as she held her ground, an uneasy tension lingered, the uncertainty of what might unfold next pressing heavy in the air.
She Spoke Up
Her dream
Sarah Donaldson had envisioned her wedding day for as long as she could remember. She couldn’t contain her excitement as she often pictured the perfect dress she would wear. In her daydreams, the ceremony always took place on a serene beach or beside a picturesque dam in the bloom of spring. She often wondered about the man she would one day marry. Fortunately for Sarah, she met her prince charming at just twenty years old.
Her Dream
