Cassandra had come home to the greatest news she’s heard in awhile. She listens to her mother cry in joy when she announces about her marriage with the man she was destined to be with.
Christopher and Cassandra immediately fall into each other’s embrace.
Their plan that day to create the fake rain made Cassandra open up to her mother and Ravine to accept Alex back into her life.
Their incomplete journeys have recoiled back on track. Ravine and Alex have moved into the Johnson estate within a week.
Framton welcomed them with open arms. The 83 year old still had a lot of juice in him.
“Your legs look so cool, Framton!” Ravine says, knowing the coolest person in this room was herself. Talk about growing up into a wise narcissist.
“Yeah, grandpa! They look awesome on ya!” Cassandra shows her cutesy side as the family coo at her. She leans over her old mother on the couch as she kisses Cassandra’s cheek.
“So, early November seems nice to me.”
And the wedding preparations began early in November.
As expected, Louis celebrates the day with grandeur, a level which reaches the stars and will be marked in history.
Ravine and Cassandra were flabbergasted with the location and the setting. They have reached the outskirts of Switzerland’s beautiful city.
Zayn and Cassandra have come out and told the Johnson Family about their relationship.
Most of them were supportive, some of them were disapproving of their relationship.
Especially Jessica, since the age gap was far too big.
“He’s quite literally double your age, Cassandra. Do you still like him?” She has asked the girl on day.
“Like him?” She gazes up and down his tall figure, he felt bullied by her as he rolls his eyes.
“I love him, aunt Jessica. He’s been the best partner I could ever ask for.”
“Well, can’t expect anything less from my favorite nephew!~” when Louis declares his favorite, all of Zayn’s cousins and Louis’s children yelled in protest.
Jessica smiled, holding the little lady’s face as she said,
“Welcome to the Johnson Family, Cassandra. I’m happy that you found him.”
“And I’m happy to have such a cute and strong young woman as my daughter in law!” Gracie says as she hugs the girl on her side from behind.
Nick affectionately kissed his son’s s forehead, he was beyond happy for Zayn to find the girl he loved after 15 years of pleading for a marriage.
“I can finally have hopes on seeing my grandchildren now.” Nick said to his son, turning to Cassandra who was wide-eyed.
“It wasn’t even a singular term!”
“Yup, GrandChildren!”
Back to the scenario, Cassandra was helping her mother to put the veil on her head.
Cassandra was in a white, tall gown with an A-line cut which ran up her mid-thigh on the left.
Ravine refused to look inferior in beauty and grace at her own wedding than anyone else. The old woman wore a simple yet elegant tall white gown which had a 5 meter long flare behind herself. The material was satin from outside and breathable cotton on the inside.
Ravine never looked so beautiful in front of the mirror again.
The last time she felt so beautiful standing in front of the mirror was at her wedding with Eugene, 35 years back.
“Thank you for taking this decision for me, mama. I love you.” Cassandra says, giving an air kiss with her wine red lipstick on Ravine’s shoulder. She wouldn’t dare ruin her mother’s wedding dress.
“It was more for me than it was for you, love.” Ravine says to the girl.
“Really?”
“Yeah.” Ravine held her baby’s face as she kisses her cheek, tinting her face with a red lipstick blush.
Chuckling, a make up artist under Ravine blends the lipstick stain on Cassandra’s face into a cheek blush.
Framton takes the responsibility to walk the woman down the aisle.
As the wedding progressed, the tall veil and the dress flare walking behind the bride, Cassandra joined up with her lover at the front row of the seats.
“She looks so beautiful.”
“Your uncle looks decent as well.” Both of them compliment the other.
“Do you take Ravine D’Angelo as your lawfully wedded wife?”
“I do.”
“Do you take Alex Johnson as your lawfully wedded husband, dear?”
“I do.”
The crowd stands up to cheer as the veil was lifted from her face.
“You look like a princess, Ravine.”
“I’m glad I do, my king.'” The two oldies whisper to each other before the kiss.
Their destiny was locked to happiness on that day.
They have finally found each other’s missing pieces. Alex was left cruelly without anyone to love for almost 36 years.
But now, he knew that everything good takes it’s own time. He was happy that the woman was his.
They look over to Cassandra and Christopher, standing beside each other with their boyfriend and girlfriend.
Christopher, in the mix of his parent falling in love all over again, met a girl named Asta in his college. She was the kindest soul he’s ever seen, he was immediately drawn towards her.
As the crowd throw white rose flower petals at the couple to congratulate them, Zayn and Cassandra look into each other’s eyes as they smile.
It all worked out in the end.
All of it was a planned grace by the God’s above.
Their lips were drawn towards each other as she passes her lip stain onto his.
The after party began as diligent guests walked around and talked with the Johnsons as though it was a mimicry of a formal business meeting. Bored out of her mind, Cassandra asks her boyfriend.
“Zayn, do you wanna do something crazy?” Zayn widens his eyes.
He would love to.
As he nods, the girl chuckles as she swims through the crowd to reach a neglected corner of the open ground. She and him hide behind a thick pillar as she pushes him against the wall.
“Ruin my lipstick, handsome.” She says to the man.
He jumps his eyebrows as he fishes something out of his pocket.
“I always come prepared, baby girl.” He shows her the lipstick shade he had stolen from the make up artists before joining at the wedding.
The girl giggles, impressed by his burglary skills.
She wraps her arms around his neck, pressing her body into his. The man pulls her as close as possible, wanting to hide her under his skin forever. He ate her face like a wild animal, just how she is supposed to like it.
Suddenly, someone comes by to pass his time as he hears the loud lip smacking sounds of the love birds.
He goes around the thick pillar, his eyes bleeding at the sight.
“Aw, come on!” The man shouts as he stomps his feet into the grass.
Zayn and Cassandra gasp as they part from each other.
Maybe it was because they always made love or made out hiding away from everyone.
But as Ronan screams, “Why is it always me!?”, The couple laugh it off as Zayn shoos the unwanted guest of their make out session away.