Ceremony - Sarah and Miguel (and ??)
By this point she this part should have been old hat. This was the third time she was doing it. But she still had butterflies. And this was Miguel's first time.
But, at this point, where she was now, all the butterflies left her. As she stood at the end of the aisle, ready to walk to the man of her dreams. She didn't think there was anyone around that could ever understand her the way he did, except for her little brother. The man that was at her elbow. But Miguel got her. He had been her rock when she thought she'd collapse. And there to catch her when she did.
So she did everything she could think about to make this about him, for him. Her dress, and hair inspired by his haritage. The bouquet in her hand a flower he had suggested, and she loved. Sarah, in spite of her nerves, couldn't keep the smile off of her face as she faced him, and the march started.