Joined in Holy Matrimony
Standing in front of so-called friends and family, she glanced back. She felt nothing, just the desire to run. To her, it was just a sea of faces and they didn’t matter. Except one. The one who was going to shout out, to save her, to embarrass her briefly and hide her away. And then give her all the happiness he owned.
The priest continued, mentioned something about God’s work in bringing them together. She stifled a laugh. The man next to her, a rock, eyes down.
The priest asked the question. Silence.
Her heart burst. This was it. Say it!
She turned around.
He was gone.
100 words + prompt