THE BEGINING

I held my papás hand as we walked down the aisle, something feels wrong, VERY WRONG, I feel like I am about throw up, I shouldn't feel like this, i love Lucas , yes, i love him, ONLY HIM.

suddenly my father lets go of my hand, I haven't noticed but we were already at the aisle. Lucas took my hand and we stood next to eacother in front of the priest.