seated. Dana walked down the aisle radiant, Dad beaming.
But minutes into the ceremony, Dana began twitching—scratching her arm, adjusting her collar. By the vows, she was visibly uncomfortable, scratching everywhere, her face red.
“Do you, Dana Michelle, take Evan Robert…”
“I… yes, I do,” she said, distracted.
Guests whispered. “Is she having an allergic continue reading …
