A wedding

The morning sun bathed the city streets in a warm, golden glow as Mystro stood outside Elaine's apartment, waiting anxiously for her. They had planned to arrive in time for the wedding. As Mystro leaned against a lamppost, dressed in his casual best, his heart dropped when he caught sight of Elaine emerging from the building. She walked towards him gracefully, her every movement exuding an air of elegance. Her radiant smile illuminated her face, and Mystro felt his breath catch in his throat. Elaine was adorned in a breathtaking pink dress that cascaded down to her knees. The delicate fabric hugged her curves in all the right places, accentuating her natural beauty. The dress seemed to have been designed specifically for her, as if it was made to highlight her best features. It was a shade of pink that mirrored the blush on her cheeks, a color that mirrored the blossoming flowers of spring. Mystro's eyes widened, and he found himself momentarily speechless. He had seen her in various o