We strolled hand in hand down the busy, congested street after Aiden had parked the motorbike. I could still feel the excitement and adrenaline from riding the bike with Aiden. It was one of the best feelings in the world.
And now, he was holding my hand.
My palm was sweating so badly I wondered how he could stand touching me, let alone make it look like it was the normal thing to do. At first, I wasn’t too sure I’d like to be seen in public with him this way before the ceremony. I guess he noticed my nervousness and produced two identical face caps for us.
“We don’t want all eyes on you now, do we?” he had casually said as he fitted the face cap on my head. I smiled, knowing fully well he did this for my sake.
I let my eyes wander around the different stalls. This part of the capital
