The wedding party's lined up outside, someone's definitely practicing their dance move, someone else is fixing lipstick one last time. Then the music hits. Your bridesmaids saunter in doing that choreographed thing you practiced once. Your groomsmen attempt something athletic that mostly works. Then you hear "For the first time as husband and wife..." and the doors open and it's you two, married, entering to absolute chaos. Your friends are screaming, your mom's crying again, someone's definitely recording vertically. You planned something smooth but instead you're both just laughing, feeding off the energy, realizing this room full of your favorite people is losing their minds because you found each other. The formal entrance lasts thirty seconds. The feeling of being that celebrated, that loved, that supported? That stays forever.