CHAPTER 33: Out of control

　　Yes, we arrived at the church three minutes later than the time expected of the bride. Greg was already waiting at the altar for his to-be bride and at the sight of her, relief washed over his face. In the end, the wedding was a success. With the hungover headache gone, I could carry out my duties as a maid of honour and deliver. 　　We moved to the reception, the massive, well-decorated Charis Hall and Diya and Greg got to dance and play the silly couples games, which made the whole hall cheer and applaud them. They were the definition of a couple's goal and their happiness brought so much joy to me. I had watched them meet and fall in love over six years ago and seeing how much their story had come was perfect. I could only wish them the best from here. 　　My mind raced back to Zion, wondering if he was okay or thinking about mommy too. I should have called, but I couldn’t remember where I dropped my phone. I didn’t have Aaron’s number off heart and so I couldn’t call. I missed him