Abigail’s eyes sparkled as she gazed at the living room, beautifully decorated and seamlessly connected to the backyard garden, with a delicate floral arch framing a small altar.
Twinkling fairy lights adorned the ceiling. She could imagine the lights looking even more beautiful at night.
As she noticed several of Sawyer’s family and friends seated there, she felt a wave of tension wash over her.
She tightened her grip on Jas’s arm, focusing solely on the man she loved, Sawyer Jones, who was beaming with adoration and staring directly at her.
However, once again, her emotions stirred when she faintly heard the piano version of her favorite song, "First Love," by Utada Hikaru.
’How does Sawyer know about this song? Why didn’t he even ask to use it for our wedding ceremony?’ Abigail wondered, realizing she had never ntioned it.
With each step she took down the aisle, her heartbeat grew stronger. The beautiful piano rendition of "First Love" accompanied her as she made her way to the stage, closing the distance between herself and Sawyer.
She could hear the whispers of amazent and joy from several relatives sitting to her left and right. However, she tried to ignore them; her attention was focused solely on her soon-to-be husband.
When she finally stood before him, Abigail felt her heart pounding loudly, overwhelming her nerves. She heard Sawyer say sothing to Jas Philips, and then he gently cradled her hands in his and let her look at their wedding officiant, who smiled warmly at them.
Only then did Abigail realize that Rowan Sterling would be their officiant.
After sharing a gentle smile with Abigail and Sawyer, Rowan began the ceremony by saying, "Dear families and friends, welco. Today, we will witness and celebrate Abigail and Sawyer’s love."
Abigail’s tension increased as she listened to Rowan’s words. Looking into Sawyer’s eyes, she tried to calm her nerves as she heard his vows.
Sawyer’s voice was calm and gentle as he began his vows:
"Abigail, my love. I never thought our eting on the rooftop that afternoon would bring us to this mont at the altar. From the day we t, I knew you were the woman I wanted to spend my life with. You illuminate my world, Abby..."
He paused to take a deep breath while gently squeezing her hands. Then, he continued, "Abigail Lewis, I vow to stand by your side, listen, laugh, and love you now and forever."
Abigail’s eyes shimred with tears. Her heart felt warm as she listened to his beautiful and sincere vows. Unfortunately, when she tried to gather the words she wanted to express, they all vanished from her mind.
She felt her hand growing cold, but she finally found her voice when she looked into his gentle smile and calm gaze.
"Sawyer Jones, everything has changed since you walked into my life during my lowest point," her voice trembled as she tried to hold back her tears. Feeling Sawyer squeeze her hand gently, she continued, "You are my refuge, my partner in laughter, and my soulmate. I promise to cherish, support, and love you forever and always through life’s joys and challenges."
The room filled with soft "awws" and sniffles as they exchanged their sweet vows.
After they shared their tender vows, Rowan asked them to exchange rings.
Abigail’s heart ward as she looked at Sawyer and placed the beautiful ring she had chosen for their wedding on his finger. It was a simple yet elegant ring. After putting the ring on him, she lifted her gaze to et his warm eyes.
"Kiss... Kiss... Kiss..."
"Kiss the bride!"
The voices of several males, Hannah and Martha, echoed, adding to her nervousness.
Abigail saw that Sawyer’s eyes beca unusually gentle; it caused her heart to race.
Suddenly, Sawyer pulled her into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her soft, rosy lips. The lingering kiss seed to release his inner feelings. Her breathing quickened, but she had no intention of resisting.
After the kiss, Abigail’s fair face flushed with color, and happy applause erupted from the seating area. Their loved ones cheered and clapped joyfully.
Rowan Sterling smiled at Sawyer and Abigail before proclaiming, "By the power vested in , I now pronounce you husband and wife! Congratulations, Sawyer Jones and Abigail Lewis!"
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After the ceremony, family and friends congratulated the newlyweds before moving to the backyard garden to enjoy lunch.
anwhile, Abigail and Sawyer remained at the altar, wrapped in each other’s embrace. They were so focused on each other that they didn’t notice the photographer still capturing their special monts.
Abigail still couldn’t believe the man standing before her was now her husband. mories of their first eting flashed through her mind like scenes from a movie, making her heart swell with happiness.
"Do you regret marrying ? Is that why you’re crying?" Sawyer asked with a broad smile, trying to ease her tears. And his effort worked.
Abigail stopped sobbing when she heard his joke. A smile erged on her lips, even though it looked forced. She replied, "Yes, you’re right, Sawyer Jones! I regret that I only t you now. Why not earlier?"
Sawyer smiled even wider at her sweet words.
"Thank you, my little wife. I will never let you regret marrying . I promise you!"
"And I will keep your promise, my husband!" Abigail smiled shyly, feeling warm after calling him that for the first ti.
He playfully pinched her nose, delighted to hear her words. "My little wife, I want you to call that from now on."
Abigail hesitated and said, "Can we do that later? I feel like I’m not used to calling you that yet."
"You have to get used to it, my little wife..." Sawyer laughed, noticing her cheeks blush. "From now on, I will call you my little wife."
Abigail frowned slightly. "Why ’little wife’?"
"Because you are ten years younger than ," Sawyer sighed deeply, contemplating how he would grow old while Abigail would stay youthful.
"Oh, that makes sense..." Abigail laughed when she noticed he seed unhappy.
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