We danced the night away, surrounded by laughter and joy. Our friends and family celebrated with us, their happiness was genuine and heartfelt. There was no tension, no expectations, just pure love and support.
Towards the end of the night, I found a quiet moment with Emmet.
“Can you believe we’re married?” I asked, resting my head on his shoulder.
He kissed the top of my head. “I can, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
As we looked around the room, I spotted Adam and Nancy standing off to the side, looking somewhat subdued. They hadn’t caused any trouble since that night at the restaurant, and I hoped they had learned their lesson.
Nancy approached me tentatively.
“Natasha, I wanted to apologize again for the dinner incident. We were out of line.”
I nodded, appreciating her effort. “Thank you, Nancy.
I hope we can all move forward from this.”
She smiled weakly. “We will.”
As the night wound down, Emmet and I took a moment to soak it all in. We stood outside, under the stars, feeling the cool breeze against our skin.
“This is perfect,” Emmet said, wrapping his arms around me.
“Just perfect.”
I smiled, feeling an overwhelming sense of contentment. “It really is. Here’s to our future, Emmet.
Together, we can face anything.”
And with that, we stepped into our new life, hand in hand, ready to face whatever came our way.
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