616: WALKING DOWN THERE

ARIEL'S POV Luke and I stood there, our hands separating, and I felt a sense of unease settling in the pit of my stomach. I stole a glance at him, but he was already looking away, his attention seemingly lost in the crowd. Turning my gaze elsewhere, I let out a quiet sigh, my mind swirling with conflicting thoughts and emotions. Even though I tried so hard, bringing in my best efforts to push him away, Luke's presence still had a way of stirring up memories and feelings that I had tried so hard not to think of. But unfortunately, I couldn't get it off my head. Minutes passed in a blur, and I think the the sounds of laughter and chatter into the background were fading, these divergent thoughts trying to consume me. And then, just as I began to lose myself in the sea of faces around me, the groom, Troy, made his entrance. Yes, indeed, I caught sight of him, looking every bit the epitome of elegance and charm in his tailored suit. The fabric draped perfectly over his frame, point