But then it happened again. A distinct, undeniable wriggling sensation that made its way from her ankles upward. Her immediate thought was panic, but she maintained her composure, glancing sideways at Mark. His expression shifted from adoration to concern as he noticed her sudden distraction.

The slight rustling grew more pronounced, and Emily’s heart raced. The guests, initially oblivious, soon noticed her unease, whispering amongst themselves. An air of suspense blanketed the gathering, eyes darting from the bride to her dress and back again.