As the wedding time drew nearer, the groom was nowhere to be seen.
The guests began to murmur among themselves.
Jesslyn Derei stood in her flawless white wedding gown, her bright eyes fixed ahead.
On the grass in front of her, an archway had been constructed with white lilies.
White lilies symbolize a harmonious marriage lasting a hundred years.
Could she and Brother Ethan have such a union?
Truthfully, she wasn't so greedy.
She didn't need a century by his side; even ten more years would have satisfied her heart.
Jesslyn Derei's complex gaze stayed on that lily arch, praying silently.
Praying that Brother Ethan would walk through that arch and show her his gentle, beautiful smile.
But, despite her longing gaze, she never saw the smile she loved most.
Time ticked by, second by second.
Amanda Jenkins watched Jesslyn Derei's hopeful eyes and felt a harsh pain in her heart.
"Let's call it off," Lucas Griffin spoke up from beside her.
