The aisle at Santuario is the longest in the country, many brides want to walk it but very few actually get to.
It normally has a waiting list that is years long and just to be on that list it requires special approval.
As the doors opened and the wedding march played, I walked in on my grandfather's arm.
When I saw Alexander at the other end of the aisle the world seemed to vanish. It was just me and him in this church.
My legs managed to take me across the famous aisle.
We had very few guests, my Grandfather and his were here. They were standing in for our parents, which seemed to be just right to me, we were both raised by our grandfathers, not our parents.
Alexander's grandfather shipped his Albert Harris off to an international branch of their company as soon as the man showed how incapable he was of being an heir.