The Catalyst

Epilogue: The Wedding

It took the couple about 5 weeks to think of how the wedding would be and what the honeymoon would be too. But it got done and it was perfect. The sky was bright but the air was filled with snow. The cold winter breeze blew the drapes on the church calmly. The lake near it was icy and cold just like the air. Dante stood in front of the preist nervously. The ceromony was outside in the snow, and Dante stood with his suit covered in small snow flakes, under an arch that was covered in white flowers. Dante leaned back and asked the preist how he looked. The preist smiled and nodded towards Dante to look forward.

There was Layla. Her dress was as white as the snow on the ground. Her brown hair had snow flakes in it, making her beuty trully noticiable, like always. Her dad was next to her walking her slowly up the isle, which was pretty much a carpet with an arche wasy around it. But it was beutiful, and so was Layla. As Layla got in front of Dante, her dad gave her a kiss on the cheek. Dante noticed that her dad had tears coming up in his eyes.

Under the arch they both stood. The preist began to do his thing and before Dante knew it he had already said his vows and was given the rings. When they both had their rings on. "By the power invested in me i now pronounce you......... Mr and Mrs. Young..........you may now kiss your bride." The priest said. And like an instant the couple was now married. With a good future ahead of them.