As I watched Shanize walk down the aisle, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. As her friend and confidant for over 30 years, I was thrilled when Dave told me he was marrying her. He had always been the life of the party, the eternal bachelor, and I was glad he had finally found someone to settle down with.
But as Shanize glided down the aisle in her stunning wedding dress, I couldn’t help but notice something strange about her movements. Her steps were small and unsteady, almost labored. At first, I thought it was just nerves, but the closer she got to the altar, the more unsettled I became.