Then, as if on cue, something emerged from the hem of her gown. The guests gasped collectively, leaning forward in their seats, eyes wide with a mixture of curiosity and horror. Mark took a step back, his face a shade paler, trying to comprehend the bizarre scene unraveling before him.

Out from beneath the pristine fabric scurried a small, furry creature—a kitten, its fur a striking mix of gray and white. The audacity of its unexpected appearance was matched only by its unabashed cuteness as it darted across the altar, its tiny paws tapping on the polished wooden floor.