What a character holding a blue object is thinking right now

642 Things to write about (Prompt 9)

Something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue.

I looked down, my hands caressing the blue diamond hanging from a single strand white gold necklace and smile. The note had said one thing “here” and he was; his blue eyes sparkling through the shine of the diamonds reflection from the sun.

My dad, gone, would now walk me down the aisle.


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