Clementine:
I was shocked to see my father among other people. However, it seemed like these people could not communicate with each other.
"The bad people go there," Ian murmured in my ear. "They are just spirits. They cannot interact. They cannot touch you. They just stand there without any negativity in them," he explained, possibly because they were not even from the north. He added that part, and I gave him a nod.
"Now may I?" Ian asked as he held his arm up for me.
Getting a blessing from my mother changed everything for me. I wrapped my arm around Ian's arm, and we began to step down the aisle, reaching the stage.
My knees felt weak for a moment. It was really happening. Ian stood beside me, his arm brushing mine.
I looked around in confusion because there was no officiant at first. However, a spirit formed in front of us. I gasped a little, but then Ian tightened his hold on my hand as he adjusted in front of me, and I let out a small breath and smiled.
