𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐈𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

𝟑 | 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭

Antoinette

My mind couldn't even keep track of the number of weddings that I have attended during my lifetime.

Andrew's high status guaranteed him an invitation to almost every single upper-class wedding that took place in the state of New York.

There was this strange soft spot in my heart strictly reserved for the idea of love, so I always begged him to attend every single one and bring me along. Luckily, my brother listened to me almost every single time and RSVP for the weddings.

Celine and Matthew's wedding felt different though.

There wasn't any doubt in my mind that the two of them loved each other, and that made my heart warm. Almost 1/3 of the weddings that I attended were arranged and although the saying of vows still made my eyes weld with tears, being present at a wedding where the bride and groom already loved each other set a different mood.

Me and Andrew were sat in wooden chairs very close to the beautiful pavilion structure. My smile couldn't hold itself back while I took in the view.

I was glad that Matthew and Celine weren't having their wedding at the stereotypical venue. Instead, their wedding was taking place in a glass house that gave a great view of the spring environment outside. Different sorts of flowers were spread across the venue, complimenting it well.

The wedding party hadn't made their entrance yet, so conversation lingered all throughout the garden. Excitement pumped through my veins like blood while I waited for Celine to step out in her wedding dress.

Until then I kept busy by reading the book inside of my lap.

I opened my book back up and placed my strawberry pattern bookmark in between my fingers. Before I resumed reading Romeo and Juliet, I placed my earbuds back into my ear and allowed Kiss of Life by the artist Sade to play.

I've read the play Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare over a hundred times. Like I stated before, love was such a beautiful thing to me, and I was completely fascinated by the idea of it. When it came to the story Romeo and Juliet, what sparked my interest the most was the way that they loved each other...something about the sacrifices that they made to be together.

Some people say that the concept of the play and the sacrifices that the characters made were dumb, and that if they would've waited a second longer, they could've been together.

But I believe that Romeo and Juliet's decision of suicide represents the special type of endearment they share for one another. Wherever the two of them were, they're in a place where they'll be together for eternity. They'll never have to hide their love for each one another again, never have to be torn apart by immature the ties or rivals. Their concept of love was so intriguing.

Or at least it was for me because I knew that I'd never be able to experience that type of love. Truth to be told, I don't even think that I've ever been in love before.

Most nineteen-year-old girls have already encountered their first love and been through the process of being heartbroken and moving on. I knew that my lack of experience was untypical for someone my age, but it was out of my control.

I suddenly allowed my eyes to leave my book and began looking around the venue.

Esa wasn't here yet... and neither was he.

"Annie," My brother suddenly called, snatching my earbud out of my ear.

"Yes?" I spoke smally, being pulled away from my thinking.