His voice, confident yet sincere, announced the groom's entrance.

Alick stepped onto the stage, brimming with a mix of nerves and excitement.

Once again, the host's voice called for the bride's entrance.

As the bride glided towards the entrance arch, every head turned, eager to steal a glimpse of her arrival.

Joe eagerly squeezed Camila's hand. "Mom, is Aunt Annis coming from there?" he asked, pointing eagerly.

Camila nodded, her smile filled with anticipation.

As the music swelled, the arch parted, revealing the bride's entrance.

A figure, as graceful as a fairy-tale character, entered the hall.

Her features were delicate, her figure slender, and her makeup accentuated her beauty.

“Wow, Annis looks stunning," Joe exclaimed, eyes wide with awe.

Camila nodded enthusiastically, her smile bright. "Absolutely!"

Annis walked in hand in hand with Nelson, her flowing gown trailing behind her.

She walked slowly towards Alick.

With each step, she exuded confidence, her eyes fixed on Alick.

Nelson passed his daughter's hand to Alick, his voice gentle but firm.

“Take good care of Annis. She's in your hands now."

Alick nodded earnestly. "I promise, she means the world to me."

Nelson's smile was reassuring. "I know you'll take care of her."

Following tradition, it was time for speeches.

The host's voice broke the silence. “Let's hear from the groom."