I noticed the faintest smirk curling at the corners of Orion's lips.
Surrounded by their mocking comments and ridicule, I stayed silent.
I stood in the audience, maintaining my composure, my gaze steady on Orion and Isla as they stood together on stage.
With the emcee's voice narrating every moment, the couple exchanged rings.
Under the applause and heartfelt blessings of the crowd, they embraced each other.
When it came time for the bouquet ceremony, Orion stepped forward and handed me the beautifully arranged bouquet of flowers.
Holding the microphone, he turned to me with a warm smile and spoke gracefully, "Vincent, we grew up together and I've always seen you as my best friend and brother."
"So, I truly wish for your happiness as well."
"This bouquet symbolizes my hopes that you find it. Isla has a sister who has always admired you deeply and I sincerely hope the two of you can be together."
As he finished speaking, he glanced toward the crowd, drawing attention to Isla's sister, who was born with cognitive disability.
She stood there, grinning childishly, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth as she looked at me with a silly smile.