In a white gown and veil, she stood in disbelief,
Her heart pounded in her chest, her relief was brief.
Zyler stood at the altar, a smile on his face,
Yet, it was a dream, a moment out of place.
She woke with a start, a cruel joke, it seemed,
Her heart ached for a love, she had only dreamed.
The bride was her sister, the truth she had to face,
A painful reality, a tale of love misplaced.
