the key | ksj

1.7

my eyes danced unceremoniously at the clock. by now, murmurs could be heard from almost everywhere and the relatives and friends who were present at the church were all sending me with sympathetic glances.

for standing alone at the altar, there was me. all dressed up in the snow white wedding gown and veil, waiting for you to come.

playing around with my fingers nervously, i saw that the priest was raising his eyebrow at me subsequently after and faking a cough, i heard him asked,

"should we postpone it to some other day, miss?"

"nope", i answered him right away,

"he will come. i'm sure he will,"

in truth, right when i made such a statement, my heart was in a conflict itself. i was starting to get doubtful over everything you have said and beads of perspiration were even trickling down from my forehead. from the front row, i could see my parents clenching their jaws as they waited along with me for you to appear.

however, it was already dragging into other couple's time soon after. shaking his head, the priest was just about to say something to me when the wooden doors suddenly burst open.

whipping my head around, my eyes were quivering hard as i saw a figure making his way down the aisle and hurrying over to my side. heaves of relief escaped from everyone's mouth and panting hard, you then came into view. bending down a little to catch your breath, you eventually looked back up to smile at me,

"jagiya, i'm sorry that i'm late. but here i am,"