Chapter 11: The Reception

The reception was in full swing, with the sounds of laughter and music filling the air. The warm glow of twinkling lights illuminated the beautifully decorated venue, casting a magical ambiance over the joyful crowd. The delicious aromas of exquisite cuisine wafted through the air, making everyone's mouth water in anticipation of the feast to come. Dorothy and Lucas, resplendent in their wedding attire, made their way to the head table, where their friends and family were waiting to congratulate them. As they took their seats, the celebration began in earnest. The music started, and the guests began to dance. Dorothy and Lucas shared a romantic first dance, swaying to the music as they gazed into each other's eyes. The gentle rustle of the wedding cake, adorned with delicate flowers and intricate designs, stood majestically in the center of the room, a sweet reminder of the love and commitment that the couple was celebrating. Rose, Blanche, and Sophia beamed with pride, happy to see their dear friend so happy. They took to the dance floor, laughing and spinning to the music. The girls were having the time of their lives, surrounded by good food, good friends, and the joy of the occasion. As the night wore on, the party only grew more lively. The music picked up, and the guests began to let loose. Dorothy and Lucas laughed and danced, basking in the love and happiness that surrounded them. They were the picture of perfect bliss, and their friends and family couldn't help but be swept up in their joy. As they danced, Dorothy felt a sense of elation wash over her. She knew that she had made the right decision in marrying Lucas, and she couldn't wait to spend the rest of her life with him. The music was beautiful, and the moment was perfect. She felt like she was on top of the world, with Lucas by her side. The DJ announced the next song, and the crowd cheered. Dorothy and Lucas continued to dance, lost in their own little world. They twirled and spun, their love and happiness radiating like a beacon. As the song came to an end, Dorothy and Lucas made their way back to the head table, where their friends and family were waiting to congratulate them. The room was filled with love and laughter, and the atmosphere was electric. Dorothy and Lucas took a moment to catch their breath, smiling at each other as they gazed into each other's eyes. They were so happy, and they knew that this was just the beginning of their life together. The music started up again, and the guests began to dance once more. Dorothy and Lucas took to the floor, laughing and spinning to the music. They were having the time of their lives, surrounded by the people they loved. As they danced, Dorothy felt a sudden jolt of pain in her chest. She tried to brush it off, thinking it was just a side effect of the excitement and emotion of the day. But as the pain grew stronger, she knew that something was wrong. She looked up at Lucas, her eyes wide with concern. Lucas, sensing that something was wrong, immediately stopped dancing and held her close. "What's wrong, my love?" he asked, his voice filled with concern. But before Dorothy could answer, her legs gave way, and she collapsed into Lucas's arms. The music stopped, and the room fell silent. The guests gasped in shock as Lucas caught Dorothy, holding her close as she slumped against him. The room was filled with panic and worry as Lucas held Dorothy, his face etched with concern. "Someone, help!" he cried out, his voice ringing out across the silent room. The guests began to murmur and move towards them, but Lucas just held Dorothy close, his eyes scanning the room for help.