The afternoon sun streamed through the grand cathedral windows, casting colorful reflections on the marble floor as guests filled the pews, eagerly awaiting the ceremony’s commencement. The air was thick with the sweet scent of roses, and the gentle murmur of whispered conversations added to the anticipation. At the altar, the groom, Thomas, stood nervously straightening his tie, his palms slightly clammy with excitement and nerves.
His heart raced with love for his soon-to-be wife, Emily, a vision of beauty and grace. As the organist struck the first chords of the bridal march, the congregation turned expectant eyes toward the entrance. Emily appeared, radiant and ethereal, her ivory gown flowing around her like a cloud.
Her father, proud and teary-eyed, walked beside her, guiding her down the aisle towards her future. Thomas’s heart swelled with emotion as he took in her loveliness, but as she drew nearer, his expression shifted from adoration to bewilderment. Just as Emily reached the midway point, something unusual happened.
A ripple seemed to pass through her gown, almost like a wave undulating across the fabric. For a moment, Thomas thought it was a trick of the light, but the movement continued, more pronounced and deliberate. Murmurs rippled through the guests, heads craning to get a better look.
Emily, seemingly unaware, maintained her serene smile, her eyes locked with Thomas’s. As she took another step, the movement became more conspicuous, and a gasp escaped from a nearby guest, quickly spreading through the crowd like wildfire. Thomas’s mind raced, trying to comprehend what he was witnessing.
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