Nana strode down the carpet with her hand linked around her father's.
She was smiling beautifully—a pretty sight under the tender radiance.
Naturally, everyone in the banquet hall was watching them, as Nana's father clapped John on the shoulder and passed Nana's hand to him.
John nodded respectfully, and took Nana's father's place as the man walked away.
Nana smiled sweetly as she wrapped her hand around John's; she slowly strode towards the stage together in the accompaniment of fanfare and flower petals raining from overhead.
Even as the air seemed to swirl with the scent of romance and bliss, Cordy watched with clear indifference.
Patrick was watching too, but he would glance worriedly at Cordy from time to time.
Noting the deep crease on her brow, he told her, "Don't look if you don't want to. It's not that interesting."
He seemed dead sure Cordy still felt upset about the wedding, until he heard her say, "You're hurting my hand."
Startled, Patrick promptly released her hand, while Cordy smiled silently.
Naturally, she didn’t really blame him for it either, and even explained, "I'm fine. I only came because I was mentally prepared for this."
"Well, why am I getting so upset?" Patrick growled through his teeth.
Cordy couldn’t help flashing a tender, gorgeous smile at his reaction.
John, who was passing them again with Nana, just happened to see that smile.
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