76 IN THE DARK

KAREN'S POV I stood amidst a sea of cherry blossoms, their petals swirling in the gentle zephyr like confetti. The sun was setting, bathing the sky in hues of gold and amber, casting a warm glow over the idyllic scene. I was a vision in white, my gown flowing around me like a cascade of pure light, my eyes shimmering with joyful tears as I beheld Percy at the end of the petal-strewn aisle. Percy, my rock, my constant in a universe that had often felt too chaotic to navigate, gazed at me with a love so intense that it seemed to still the very air around us. He stood tall and proud, his suit tailored to perfection, framing his form in a way that spoke of gentle strength and a quiet elegance. The guests were a blur, their faces a mosaic of well-wishes and happiness, but for me, only Percy’s face was in clear focus. As I walked towards him, every step was a note in the symphony of our love story, each moment leading to this crescendo. The worries of the world, the stresses of life