*Third Point of View*
"No! I want the 6 chairs for every table!" Clara says sighing. She looks at the crumbled up paper that Isabella gave her. Isabella had listed all the things that she wanted Clara to check before people arrive to the building.
Clara's phone started to ring. She slides to answer, putting the phone on her shoulder, "Hey, honey! I'm right on my way to the church right now."
"Alright mom, but I want you to pray with me before I walk down the aisle."
Clara nods, ending the call. She enters her car, and after a few minutes, she reaches the church and parks. She speedily walks, trying to find the room number where Isabella was. She knocks on the door with the numbers, '24'. Spencer opens the door, stepping aside for Clara to walk in. She does so, approaching her daughter in a white, long, beautiful dress.
Clara gasps, as tears of enjoyment began to leave her eyes. "You look stunning, honey," Clara says, embracing Isabella into a tight hug. Isabella begins to tear up, "mom now you're making me cry."
There's another knock on the door, Spencer rushing to get it. Amber comes in, her eyes going wide as she sees Isabella. "God, you look amazing."
Amber walks to Isabella, giving her a kiss on both of her cheeks. "Thanks, Amber. I'm glad you came, where's my dad?" Isabella says, as she rubs her sweaty palms together. Amber smiles, "he's waiting for you. He's so nervous."
Isabella smiles, as she turns to Clara. "Mom, this is Amber, my step-mother. Amber this is my mom, Clara." Both of them reach to embrace each other. "Nice to finally meet you."
Spencer clears her throat, "It's almost time, let's go ahead and pray." They gather in a small circle, as they get hold of hands.
"God, we thank you for blessing us with this amazing event. Help them to create for their children a peaceful, stable home of love as a foundation on which they can build their lives. But most of all, dear God, help them to keep lit the torch of love' that they now share so that by their loving example they may pass on the light of love to their children and to their children's children forever. Amen," Clara says. "Amen," Isabella, Spencer, and Amber say at once.
They lift up their heads and smile at each other. Spencer leads them to the door, stepping out. Isabella starts to feel nervous, as she sees her father down the hall. She walks towards him, embracing him into a hug. "How lucky I am to be sharing this moment with you, Hun," Jason says, as he starts to tear up. "Dad, I'm so glad you could make it," Isabella says.
The wedding soon starts after a few minutes. Isabella slips her arm into her dad's, as they start to enter the church. Isabella looks up and sees Shawn standing there, in a very nice black suit. She smiles at him, feeling less nervous. Shawn starts to feel hot as Isabella approaches him. Shawn takes a deep breathe in, as Jason gives Shawn Isabella's hand. Shawn grins at Jason slightly.
"Friends and family of Isabella Smith and Shawn Mendes, welcome and thank you for being here on this important day. We are gathered here today, to celebrate the very special love between Isabella and Shawn, by joining them in marriage. All of us need and desire to love and to be loved. And the highest form of love between two people is within a monogamous, committed relationship."
After listening to the introduction, everyone starts to sit up straight, "Shawn Mendes, do you take, Isabella Smith, to be your wedded wife, to live together in marriage? Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, and forsaking all others, be faithful only to her, for as long as you both shall live?"
Shawn tears up and stares at Isabella, "I do."
"Isabella Smith, do you take, Shawn Mendes, to be your wedded husband to live together in marriage? Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health and forsaking all others, be faithful only to him so long as you both shall live?"
Isabella looks at Shawn straight in the eye, "I-"
"I object!" He says, fainted gasps were heard in the church as he stands up.
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