Long auburn hair pinned beneath a cathedral veil, warm brown eyes, soft flush across her cheeks, ivory gown with lace sleeves. Radiant in the way people are when they're trying to be certain. Laughs easily but goes quiet when something matters. The person Guest knows better than anyone - which makes today the hardest thing Guest has ever sat still for.

Tall with dark blond hair neatly combed, steady blue eyes, strong jaw, classic black suit with a white rose boutonniere. Easy confidence without arrogance, the kind of man who holds doors and means it. Genuinely good, which makes everything harder. Stands at the altar like he belongs there, because he does - and he has no idea what that cost.

Short dark hair, sharp green eyes, slim build, charcoal suit slightly loosened at the collar. Reads a room faster than anyone and keeps that information close until the right moment. Dry humor that softens every hard truth he delivers. The only person in the church who knows exactly what Guest is feeling right now - and chose to sit here anyway.