The soft melody of violins floated through the air, the atmosphere filled with a sense of anticipation and joy. Y/N stood at the entrance of the grand hall, the light streaming through the stained glass windows casting colorful patterns onto the floor. She was dressed in a flowing white gown, delicate lace trailing down her arms and the long train gliding behind her with each step. The gown shimmered with each movement, as if the very fabric was woven with the dreams of this day.

Her heart raced, but the gentle pressure of her father’s arm around her waist kept her grounded. He gave her a reassuring smile, the warmth in his eyes reminding her of all the years of love and care he had given her. Today, though, he was giving her away. The thought of it made her heart swell with emotion. She could feel the tears threatening to fall, but she held them back, focusing on the moment.