Georgia’s POV
"How’s our bride doing?" I whispered as I peeked through the slightly open door.
Ella’s head snapped toward , her face lighting up instantly. "Georgia!" she exclaid, already on her feet. "I’m so glad you’re here!" She wrapped her arms around in a careful, gentle hug.
"I tried my best to co early," I said with a laugh, resting a hand on my very prominent belly. "But this little one has been making negotiations extrely difficult."
Ella giggled and crouched slightly, placing her hand over my bump. Her smile softened. "Please don’t give your mommy a hard ti," she murmured sweetly. "And please—don’t co out yet. At least not today. Let your mommy finish her speech at my reception first, okay?"
"I’ve been praying it’s not today," I said honestly, waddling toward the sofa. "But I’m not making any promises." I exhaled the mont I sat down. "I really need to sit. My stomach feels like it weighs a ton."
"Do you want a wheelchair?" Ella asked imdiately, worry flashing in her eyes. "I can ask for one."
I laughed and waved her off. "No need. My doctor says I should walk every day since I could give birth anyti now. But today?" I grinned. "Today, I’m walking just enough not to send this baby straight to your wedding party."
We both laughed.
Ella squeezed my hands. "I really wish you were my maid of honor today," she said softly.
"Hey," I replied gently, "don’t say that. I think it’s exactly how it’s ant to be. I’m heavily pregnant, so your sister gets to be your maid of honor. I know that’s been her dream for as long as she can rember."
She nodded, then smiled. "You’re right. But if it were up to , I’d have both of you. And maybe Vicky too."
"That’s way too many," I teased, making her laugh. "Anyway, I actually ca to give you this." I reached into my bag and handed her an envelope.
She frowned slightly before opening it. Then she gasped. "You rembered!"
I smiled, a little proud. "I asked Liam months ago what you two planned for your honeymoon, and he was completely clueless. Then I rembered you telling , years ago, that you dread of visiting Keukenhof Gardens. So I decided your honeymoon would be my wedding gift."
Her eyes widened.
"Not just the Netherlands," I continued. "You’ll be traveling around Europe, too. You deserve it, Ella. You’ve worked so hard for so long. I wanted this to be the very first gift you’d see today."
She fanned her face dramatically. "Oh my gosh, you’re going to ruin my makeup," she said, laughing through tears before hugging carefully. "Thank you so much. I promise I’ll buy you sothing amazing there."
"Just send pictures," I said warmly. "I want to see everything. Soday, let’s bring everyone there together."
"I’d love that," she said softly.
I pushed myself up from the sofa with a small grunt. "Alright, I’ll go to my seat so I can rest. I’m already exhausted—and this stomach is absolutely humongous."
Ella laughed as she helped steady . I took one last look at her—radiant, happy, glowing with a future she so deeply deserved—before heading toward my place in the church, where Prudence was already waiting.
My heart felt full as I looked at the flowers and all of the decorations. Today wasn’t just a wedding. It was a celebration of love and all the joy that still awaited us ahead.
"Are you alright, dear?" Prudence asked the mont she saw approaching, one hand pressed firmly against my lower back.
"I’m fine," I sighed as I eased myself into the seat beside her. "Just tired. And this lower back pain is absolutely brutal."
She chuckled knowingly. "Don’t worry. Once the baby arrives, that pain will disappear—only to be replaced by pain sowhere else." She laughed at her own joke.
"So I’ve been warned," I said, laughing with her. "I can’t wait to finally see our baby... but for today, Ella and Liam co first."
Before we could continue our little exchange, the music began to play, soft and reverent, signaling the start of the ceremony.
Everyone stood.
A mont later, Katie skipped down the aisle, scattering flower petals with the kind of joy only a child could possess. She bead when she spotted and waved enthusiastically, nearly missing a few petals in the process. I waved back, my heart swelling.
Then ca Nick, and the soft murmur of surprise rippled through the church.
He was carrying a portable smart TV, and on the screen was Reagan.
Gasps turned into smiles. So guests lifted their phones, others waved openly. Reagan waved back, his smile wide and emotional. Tears shimred in more than a few eyes, including mine.
Next was Liam, walking in with Benjamin and Violet. He looked impossibly handso, a mix of nerves and pure happiness written all over his face, as if he couldn’t quite believe this mont was real.
And then—
The doors opened.
Ella stepped inside with her parents, and the world seed to pause. She was radiant. Absolutely breathtaking. Her strapless gown hugged her perfectly, the A-line skirt flowing like sothing out of a dream. Tears slid freely down her cheeks.
When I glanced at Liam, he was already crying.
I lifted my phone, quietly capturing the mont—sothing I’d been doing for so ti now.
A small secret I hadn’t told them yet.
So mories are too beautiful not to be saved forever.
Liam stepped forward the mont Ella reached the end of the aisle, his hands trembling openly now, no longer bothering to hide it.
Her father paused beside him, his expression a mix of pride and bittersweet restraint, before placing Ella’s hand gently into Liam’s.
The simple gesture carried so much weight that it made my chest ache.
Liam bowed his head slightly, as if overwheld by the trust being placed in him, then lifted Ella’s hand and pressed a reverent kiss to her knuckles.
Ella let out a soft, broken laugh through her tears, squeezing his fingers as if to ground herself. Together, they turned toward the altar, standing side by side, ready to begin a life they had chosen with open hearts.
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