He reviewed the photos he had taken so far—sincere smiles, teary-eyed relatives, playful children dancing in tuxedos and frilly dresses. “Just another wedding”, he thought, trying to shake off the ominous feeling that had wrapped itself around his consciousness like ivy.
Caught in this emotional turbulence, he barely noticed Anna approaching him until she was at arm’s length. Her face was radiant, but beneath her beaming smile, he sensed a flicker of vulnerability—imperceptible to anyone not peering as closely as he was.