She draws up short before the doors, wrapping her arms around his neck and hugging him tightly. Yes, she kissed him but this needs to be done too--this closeness, this closure. She needs just a moment to hold on.

"I love you, Ciaran," she murmurs against his neck.

"Whatever's after this, I love you."

And then it's through the doors, where the pastor is having a coffee break but stands up when the couple enters. He smiles at them both.

"I believe you two are here for a wedding."