Page 101 of Unspoken Obsession

"No, he arranged everything himself. All he asked me to do was help you get into the dress." She laughs. "So, let's make sure you are not late for your own wedding - shall we?"

The ladies get to work. And within an hour, the ladies braid my hair, adorn it with white flowers, and delicately apply natural makeup to my face. When I step into the dress and Clarissa helps me wiggle it up over my hips, before it is tied closed at the back - I feel like a goddess.

I can't stop staring at myself in the mirror while Clarissa does each clasp over my lower back.

The dress dips low in the back, showing off my spine. The thin straps are elegant and beautiful, and the fabric is so gorgeous, the way it flows around me, that I can't stop swaying my hips back and forth in the mirror just so that I can watch it move.

My emotions overwhelm me again and Clarissa grabs a book and starts fanning my face. "No, don't cry now, you'll ruin your makeup,"

I close my eyes and take a few deep breaths.

"I can't believe this is really happening. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would meet a man that makes me this happy."

When I get myself under control, Clarissa hands me a bouquet of wildflowers in soft whites and creams.

She guides me through the hotel up the stairs and to the door that leads onto the roof.

"Let me go first. Wait one minute, then come out." She says.

I nod, my heart is racing so fast. I don't know why I am so nervous. I can't stop smiling.

I count in my head, and it is the longest minute of my life. Then I step through the door onto the rooftop which has been decorated especially for today.

Dante is standing at the end of a long white carpet. Rose petals are scattered on the floor and fairy lights are glittering above my head, glowing against the pink and purple sunset.

Dante and Damion are standing beneath a wide archway, covered in flowers and green leaves. Damion is dressed in the cutest little tuxedo, complete with a bow tie. And, of course, he's also wearing a Batman mask.

Dante is dressed head to toe in a slick black suit that takes my breath away. He looks divine. I can't believe I am about to marry him, and he will be my husband for the rest of my life.

As I am walking along the carpet towards Dante, Damion gets impatient and runs to me. He shouts "Mommy a princess. Wow." He jumps, forcing me to catch him and squish some of my flowers.

"Wow, Mommy." He says, touching my face as I carry on walking towards Dante.

When I reach the archway Damion wiggles from my arms and runs to Clarissa, taking my flowers with him. I turn to face Dante.

"You always take my breath away, little fox, but tonight - you look like you came straight from heaven to steal my heart."

His eyes trace over me, trying to take everything in.

I stare at him and beg my memory to hold on to this image forever.

This moment - tonight - this man - my heart is at home with him.

It doesn't matter where we are or who else is around - he is my home.

I've never had a proper home, one where I am safe and loved and wanted.

He is my home.

He is my everything.

Our vows are simple and honest, straight from the heart.

We exchange promises and rings and then a kiss that seals our marriage.

Dante sweeps me backward, dipping me low, and with a dark purple sky behind us, and stars beginning to glitter above us, he kisses me makes me blush.

Then he whispers in my ear, "I do not know how I am going to wait until after dinner before I steal you away to our honeymoon suite."

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