Can you mend my broken heart?

Looking dapper in his charcoal grey suit and a dull linen white shirt, Raymond looked nothing less than a Greek God. And when he walked out of his room towards the main reception area, people looked at him with awe. He looked as if God had chiselled him out with his own hands in his spare time.

A picture-perfect poster boy was going to marry the girl of his dreams. Nothing could be more perfect than this.

As he walked toward the altar, he saw his man David, all dressed up to the T for the occasion.

"You clean up well David!" said Raymond with a genuine smile on his face. His eyes crinkled as he complimented him.

"Well, I can't dare to disappoint you today, can I?" said David, with a sly smile on his face, to which Raymond lightly tapped on his shoulder and asked in a hushed voice,

"Have you seen her?"

David laughed at his question for he seemed like a tiny tot who just couldn't keep calm. His curiously was clearly visible in his eyes, as he was unable to contain it.

"Well I have and boy, you are going to be stunned," David replied.

"What is with this rule - can't see the bride on the wedding day. How much longer do I have to wait?" muttered Raymond.

"Patience Raymond, patience!" said David and was about to excuse himself when Raymond asked. 

"Where is Conrad by the way? Haven't seen him since morning. He told me yesterday that he will be here by morning."

David stood there speechless for a while, trying to think of a reason that he could give.

"David! Hello! Where are you lost now?" asked Raymond as he snapped his hands in front of David who looked dazed. 

"Oh yeah! Let me check with him after a while. I need to check up on some other arrangements and I will be back in just some time," said David and excused himself. Raymond sighed and then moved ahead to meet with the guests before the formal event started.

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"Seriously Akira?"

"What? I am just looking at the guests!" replied a flustered Akira as she was caught by Katherine while gawking at Raymond from her window.

"You would have drooled after a couple of seconds!", lamented Katherine and lightly smacked Akira's back. 

"Ouch! What do I do? He looks way too handsome!" gushed Akira as she rubbed her back where Katherine had smacked her.

"Man, I have never seen such desperate people. One is ogling here and the other is begging me for your pictures. Can't you guys just hold on for like thirty minutes?" muttered Katherine as she started gathering all her makeup product and brushes.

"He texted you for pictures?", exclaimed Akira.

"Oh no no no no... let me correct myself. He begged me for your pictures!" said Katherine and smiled looking at Akira who was bursting with happiness. Then looking at the pretty bride for a while, Katherine said,

"Gosh, you guys have come a long way. Couldn't have imagined this day last year. It's all a miracle. This month is a miracle," said Katherine and tuned a bit emotional. 

"You are going to make me cry now!" said Akira and tried to fan her eyes, to avoid those unruly tears from dripping down.

"Oh.... no. Don't mind me. Don't you dare shed a tear," said Katherine and rushed towards Akira with soft tissue in her hand and took a deep breath to see the situation under control. 

'Knock Knock'

Katherine walked ahead and opened the door to see Mike standing outside. 

"Oh wow!" said Katherine as she saw Mike in his suit.

"Oh please!" said Mike and then asked, "Is she ready?"

"Yup, yup. Come in," said Katherine, and they both walked in. Mike had literally taken just a few steps in when he saw her sister. He stood speechless for a moment and then rubbed his nose. It was a signature move whenever he didn't want to get emotional and Akira could read it from his face.

Lifting her gown a bit, she walked towards him and said,

"Are you going to make me cry now?"

"Gosh! No," said Mike and then after deliberating a bit, he asked, "All set then?"

"Yup, all set. I just need to wear my shoes though," said Akira and pointed towards the stilettos which were placed next to the study table. It was white strappy stilettos with rhinestones embedded in it. 

Mike bent down and got those shoes.

"I can do it myself, Mike. Don't want another lecture from you," said Akira and extended her hands to grab the shoes.

Mike pulled his hands back and said,

"Shhh.... just let me do it," he said and knelt down. He unbuckled the straps of one of the shoes and Akira lifted her gown slightly and placed her foot in the shoe. Mike then pulled the strap up and buckled it in place. Then he repeated it with the other foot and while placing her foot in, Akira got imbalanced a bit but the deft hands of Mike caught her sister in time.

He looked up at her and said,

"You and stilettos!"

Akira giggled upon his remark and ruffled his hair a bit as he strapped her shoe. As he got up, he just couldn't stop himself and hugged her tight.

Seeing them on the verge of getting emotional, Katherine came forward and said,

"It's not like she is moving to another continent, Mike. She will be still here in New York," and saying that she patted on his back.

"Erm... yeah. I guess," said Mike and coughed a bit.

"Oh now you are missing me?", asked Akira pouting her lips as she adjusted the hair of her brother which she had ruffled a couple of seconds back.

"Oh please!", said Mike and moved Akira's hands away.

"And this one, just yesterday was yelling at me as I was packing my bags and people say that girls have mood swings,"