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We fulfilled our promise to visit Damien’s parents shortly after the proposal.
They welcomed us with open arms, their excitement palpable as they congratulated us on our engagement.
There were tears and laughter, hugs and toasts, as we remembered my parents and shared our plans for the future with them.
Surrounded by loved ones, I felt a deep sense of belonging I hadn’t felt since losing my parents.
When we returned to Los Angeles, we shared the news of our upcoming wedding with our colleagues at Selware.
Damien was beaming, his eyes sparkling with happiness each time he recounted the proposal story to anyone.
And I can’t help but feel a surge of joy every time I see the look on his face, knowing that I’m the reason for it.
Six weeks after our engagement, we returned to San Antonio for Kelvin and Laurel’s wedding.
Damien was the best man, and I was the maid of honor.
Their wedding was a celebration of love in all its forms.
Although we missed our parents, we were thankful for our friends and family who joined us in celebrating with Kelvin and Laurel.
Damien and I danced the night away, our hearts full of hope and anticipation for our future together.
Today, we are getting married.
Damien and I started as friends, then became neighbors, pretended to be engaged, and worked together as a boss and an executive assistant. Now, our connection has developed into something beyond that.
This journey has been unexpected, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Los Angeles is now home to me.
As I slip into my wedding dress, the soft silk draping around me like a gentle embrace, I can’t help but feel a sense of wonder.
It’s here, the moment I’ve longed for since Damien proposed.
Every detail falls into place with meticulous precision, from the delicate lace veil to the bouquet of red roses in my hands.
Laurel was at hand to help me get ready.
“Your dress is perfect, Lea,” Laurel says while adjusting my veil. “You are a gorgeous bride.”
“Thank you, Laurel,” I replied with a smile.
The drive to the venue is a blur of nerves and excitement, the car filled with laughter and chatter as my bridesmaids fuss over me, ensuring my hair is in place, and every detail is perfect.
When we arrive, the air is alive with anticipation, the sound of music and laughter echoing through the hall.
As I walk down the aisle on Kelvin’s arm, my heart feels like it might burst with joy.
All around me, I see the faces of our loved ones, their smiles radiant with happiness for us.
However, Damien’s face at the end of the aisle immediately grabs my attention.
His eyes overflow with love and adoration while he fixes his gaze on me, observing my approach towards him.
As we reach the altar, Kelvin guides me towards him and takes his place as the best man beside Damien.
The ceremony itself is a blur of emotion—a whirlwind of vows exchanged, rings slipped onto fingers, and tears shed.
Our officiant speaks words of wisdom and love, guiding us through the sacred ritual of marriage with grace and reverence.
