31: Forever hold your peace

Lydia glided down the aisle, a stunning vision in her white gown as rose petals scattered around her feet.

She exchanged a loving smile with Clinton, who looked dashing in his grey tuxedo as he awaited her at the altar. Though this wasn't the fairytale wedding Lydia once envisioned, she was filled with joy to be marrying her true love.

All eyes were fixed on the radiant bride as she took her place beside Clinton.

With the couple facing the justice of the peace, the ceremonial words rang out - " Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to join Clinton Beaumont and Lydia Jones in holy matrimony. Marriage is an institution ordained by God..."

Off to the side, Constance observed the proceedings, a gleeful smile plastered across her face.

Her grin stretched even wider as she felt her phone vibrate with a new message. Glancing down at the baby cradled in her arms, she whispered mischievously, "Today is such a good day to crash people's hearts."