C81 CHAPTER EIGHTY-ONE

CHAPTER EIGHTY-ONE

Leila, radiant in her flowing white gown, stood at the front, nervously clutching her bouquet.

The sun shone brightly, casting a golden haze over an enchanting garden adorned with flowers in full bloom, their vibrant colors reflecting love.

It was as though nature was celebrating their love with them.

The gentle breeze rustled through the trees