I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, feeling a surge of confidence as the gown hugged my petite shape perfectly. Damn, I looked beautiful.
Suddenly, my mother’s face appeared beside mine in the mirror, her smile genuine as she admired me.
Yes, we had finally forgiven my mother, and life had been moving forward. My father had also forgiven her, though they were not together anymore because she was with her husband.
He wasn’t Rome’s uncle; he was more like Rome’s father’s best friend. So it shouldn’t seem like I was getting married to my mother’s step-nephew. Funny, right?
“You look stunning,” my mother said, her smile widening with pride.
“Thanks,” I replied, returning her smile, grateful for her support and approval on this momentous day.
“Your father is outside,” she said, her voice filled with warmth as she smiled warmly at me.
Today was my wedding day, and I couldn’t contain my excitement. Despite the initial challenges and obstacles we had faced as a family, today marked a new beginning, a fresh chapter filled with hope and happiness.
As I took one last look in the mirror, ensuring everything was perfect, I felt a sense of gratitude wash over me. Gratitude for my parents, for their forgiveness and support. Gratitude for Rome, who had come into my life like a beacon of light, guiding me towards love and happiness. And gratitude for the opportunity to start afresh, to build a future filled with love and laughter.
With a smile on my face and a flutter of anticipation in my heart, I turned to my mother, ready to embark on this journey of a lifetime.
“Let’s go,” I said, my voice filled with excitement and anticipation as we made our way to greet my father.
As we stepped outside, I was greeted by a burst of sunlight, the warmth of the day wrapping around me like a comforting embrace.
My father stood there, waiting with a proud smile on his face, his eyes shining with emotion.
“Congratulations, my dear,” he said, pulling me into a tight hug.
“You look absolutely radiant.”
“Thank you, Dad,” I replied, feeling a surge of emotion as I returned his embrace. Despite everything we had been through, I was grateful to have him by my side on this special day. Together, we made our way to the waiting car, excitement bubbling within me as we embarked on the journey to the venue.
As we drove, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of anticipation building within me, eager to begin this new chapter of my life with the man I loved by my side.
As we arrived at the Church, I was greeted by the sight of friends and family gathered to celebrate our love. The air was filled with laughter and joy, and I couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed by the outpouring of love and support surrounding us.
“Dang, girl,” Camilla exclaimed, her eyes wide with awe as she took in my appearance.
“You look stunning,” Fiona chimed in, her smile radiant as she approached me.
“You are so beautiful,” Beatrix added, pulling me into a tight hug.
I grinned, feeling a rush of happiness wash over me at their words of encouragement. Their presence filled me with a sense of comfort and excitement, knowing that they were here to share in this special day with us.
“And Jerome?” I asked eagerly, my gaze looking at the church closed down
“Standing beside his father,” Beatrix replied, her eyes twinkling with affection.
I nodded, a warm feeling spreading through me at the thought of Jerome and Rome sharing in this momentous occasion with us. I couldn’t wait to see them both, knowing that they would look handsome and dashing in their suits.
As the ceremony began, I felt a surge of anticipation building within me, my heart pounding with excitement as I awaited the moment when I would finally join hands with the man I loved. This was it the beginning of a new chapter, a journey filled with love, laughter, and endless possibilities.
With a smile on my lips and a flutter of excitement in my heart, I took a deep breath and prepared to walk down the aisle, ready to embrace the future with open arms.
As the church doors swung open, I took a deep breath, feeling a rush of anxiety and excitement wash over me. With my father by my side, I began the slow, deliberate walk down the aisle, every step bringing me closer to the moment I had been waiting for.
As I made my way towards the altar, my heart skipped a beat at the sight of Rome and Jerome standing there, their faces radiant with love and pride. Tears threatened to spill from my eyes as I locked gazes with them, the overwhelming emotion of the moment washing over me like a tidal wave.
With each step, the distance between us seemed to shrink, until finally, I stood before them, my heart overflowing with love. Rome’s eyes met mine, his gaze filled with adoration and tenderness, while Jerome’s face lit up with joy at the sight of me.
As I reached out to take Jerome’s hand, he held out a small flower, a shy smile playing on his lips. “You look so beautiful, Mommy,” he said, his voice filled with innocence and love.
My heart melted at his words, tears of happiness gathering in my eyes as I looked at him, overwhelmed by the depth of emotion coursing through me.
As Jerome handed me the flower, I felt a wave of warmth spread through my chest, filling me with an indescribable sense of love and gratitude. I knelt down to his level, wrapping him in a gentle embrace, unable to hold back the tears that welled up in my eyes.
“Thank you, sweetheart,” I whispered, my voice choked with emotion. “You make Mommy feel so special.”
Jerome beamed up at me, his eyes sparkling with innocence and affection. In that moment, I was reminded of just how much he had grown, both in size and in spirit. He had weathered the storms of our past with unwavering resilience, and now, as he stood before me, I couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of pride in the young man he was becoming.
As I rose to my feet, Rome stepped forward, his hand outstretched towards me. I reached out to take it, feeling the warmth of his touch send shivers down my spine. In his eyes, I saw a reflection of my own emotions love, joy, and an unwavering commitment to our future together.
“You look so…” Rome paused, his eyes scanning me with admiration.
“Words cannot express it at all,” he finally declared, his voice filled with awe and affection.
I smiled at Rome’s words, feeling my heart swell with love for him. Despite everything we had been through, he still found a way to make me feel cherished and adored.
“Thank you,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper as I struggled to find the right words to express the depth of my feelings for him.
As the priest began the ceremony, the moment for exchanging vows arrived.
“I still don’t know how I was able to get you to love me, even with my flaws,” Rome began, his voice filled with sincerity. “You are the strongest woman I know, and the most forgiving. I know how much I’ve messed up, and you still forgive me. I just want you to know that I love you so much, and I would literally go to Mars to make sure everything is right. And also, all thanks to my sister, Camilla. I love you for pushing this Amazon woman to me.”
“I love you too, big bro,” Camilla chimed in, eliciting an affectionate response from the crowd.
Rome turned to me, a smile lighting up his face as he took my hands in his. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to wake up every morning and see you beside me. I want to have more children with you; Jerome is getting old,” he joked, drawing laughter from the guests.
“Life with you is perfect, and I don’t want that perfection to ever fade,” Rome continued, his words filled with genuine emotion. “I want to grow old with you, get sick with you, be with you until I breathe my last breath. I love you, Phoenix, and I want you to be my better half until death do us part.”
As Rome finished his vows, tears streamed down my face, overwhelmed by the depth of his love.
Feeling incredibly fortunate, I looked at Rome before speaking. “I feel lucky to have you too, even though you were so proud that I wondered. Why would someone be so proud and ignorant like this guy?” I teased, earning chuckles from the crowd. “But eventually, I actually got to know how sweet you were, and how much of a simp you can be,” I added, causing laughter to fill the air.
“I love you, and I love the life we’ve created together. And I can’t wait to have more kids with you, like a lot of them,” I said, my gaze shifting to our son, Jerome, who watched us with a smile.
“I can’t wait to spend eternity with you. I love you, my Rome,” I concluded, my heart overflowing with love and gratitude.
“Do you, Rome, take Phoenix to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?”
“I do,” Rome declared, his voice resolute as he gazed into my eyes with unwavering determination.
“And do you, Phoenix, take Rome to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?”
“I do,” I affirmed, my voice steady as I returned Rome’s gaze with equal fervor.
With each vow exchanged, the bond between us strengthened, weaving together the threads of love and commitment that would carry us through a lifetime of shared joys and challenges.
“I now pronounce you husband and wife,” the priest declared, his voice resonating with authority and warmth. “You may now kiss the bride.”
As the priest’s words rang out, filling the air with a sense of finality and joy, Rome wasted no time in claiming my lips with his own. His kiss was gentle and full of tenderness, as if it were the first time he had ever kissed me. And in a way, it was-the first kiss as husband and wife, sealing our vows and binding our hearts together in matrimony.
“Your son’s innocent eyes,” Romeo’s voice broke through the moment, causing us to pause our kiss and chuckle in amusement.
His playful interruption served as a gentle reminder of the purity and innocence present in our son’s gaze, witnessing the love shared between his parents.
With laughter and joy in our hearts, we exchanged a knowing glance, grateful for the presence of our beloved family in this special moment.
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LIFE WITH THE PERFECT PERSON IS NEVER A MISTAKE AND WOULD NEVER BE.
I glanced over at Beatrix, her hand intertwined with Neo’s, and felt a wave of contentment wash over me.
In this moment, surrounded by loved ones and with my heart overflowing with happiness, I knew that I had found the perfect life I had always dreamed of.
So can I say The end now?
THE END