Zyair walked outside without a mask and for a second everyone halted in their tracks and just stared at him, mesmerised. He was so undeniably handsome and charming and that smile of his melted hearts instantly.
"Mama! Maziah is so handsome. He took off his mask for the wedding?" Cheryl quietly whispered to Iris, placing her small hand in front of her mouth.
"Some people are just beautiful inside and out. Maziah is one of them." Iris slowly spoke to her daughter with a smile. 'He deserves a normal wedding like all of us,' Iris said the rest in her head.
Meena was the first to approach her son as he sauntered over into the garden from the back rooms along with Lawrence. She hugged him and he bent down so she could kiss his forehead while holding onto his arms.
"I am so proud of you for taking this step," she beamed with all the motherly love she possessed for this kind soul.