Page 110 of All My Broken Pieces

“Oh. My. God. Did that actually happen?” Ava gasps, slapping her hands over her mouth.

“Right??” I cry, bouncing on the balls of my feet, the giddy excitement needing an outlet.

“So, you’re totally inviting her to the wedding right?” She demands, gesturing to my phone.

I shrug, chewing on my lip, “I mean, that doesn’t feel like a smart choice given, you know,everything.” Ava nods her understanding. It’s one thing to hide behind the anonymity of the screen, but with how high profile the whole thing would be if she did attend, there’s no way it would be safe. It’s a fun dream, though.

I peek over at Arriana as she chats with Killian, the same excitement on her face as I can feel bubbling up inside of me. No matter how this plays out, she asked and I said yes. I don’t need a big affair, I don’t need anything more than her. I don’t think I ever did.

Arriana

Standing on the beach beside Killian, I anxiously wait. It might not be the perfect wedding, but it’s ours, and that makes it perfect in my book.

Ava comes to stand on the other side of her husband, a giant grin on her face. Andrew on my other side. Hudson and Cooper join them soon after on respective sides.

I gulp, watching the makeshift walkway. A glimpse of white fabric comes into view and my heart stops.

Fallon peeks up at me sheepishly as she walks down the “aisle”, her long train dragging in the sand behind her. The satindress clings to her body, showing off every delicious curve. A long slit runs up her right thigh, stopping just shy of her hip. An equally long line runs down her breasts, the neckline plunging to her navel. She has adorned jewelry to match the elegance of the dress, the gems sparkling in the bright sunlight.

Swallowing hard, I try to keep my emotions at bay as I watch her slowly make her way toward me. She comes to a stop, handing her bouquet to Ava before turning to face me once more. “You are stunningly beautiful.” I whisper reverently.

A blush forms on her cheeks as she dips her head. “You look incredible too.” She whispers, her eyes glistening as she peeks up at me.

Unable to resist, I tug her into my arms, pressing my lips to hers. Fallon melts against me, digging her fingers into my back, fisting the fabric of my suit.

Killian clears his throat, reminding me of what we’re supposed to be doing. “Right, sorry, old man.” I chuckle, reluctantly pulling away from my baby. “Do your thing.”

He rolls his eyes, but can’t hide the happiness in his expression as he looks between us. “When Arriana asked me to officiate this wedding, my first instinct was to enthusiastically decline, but I was otherwise persuaded.” He looks at Ava, one of his rare smiles transforming his hard features. “All jokes aside, I can honestly say that I can’t think of a couple better suited for one another.”

I beam at Fallon, finding her smiling back at me, a look of joyful contentment adding to the beauty of her features.

“You two have vows you’ve written?” We both nod, moving to grasp each other's hands.

“Fallon.” I start, needing to get the words out first. “I didn’t think love was in the cards for me. I couldn’t imagine a life where someone would want me, would see all my broken bits and claim them as their own. But that’s what you’ve done, baby.”

I take a deep breath before continuing, my voice cracking as the emotions well up. “I call youmi vida. And it’s because that’s what you are. I merely existed in this world all the years before I met you. You brought me to life. And I will spend eternity loving you for it.Eres mi para siempre, mi vida.”

A quiet hush follows my words, the only sound the crash of the waves against the shoreline and quiet sniffles from my beautiful bride.

“Your turn, baby.” I whisper, earning a soft chuckle from her and our guests.

Sticking out her tongue, Fallon wipes under her eyes before fanning her face. “Just give me, like, one moment.” She laughs breathlessly, her voice hoarse with emotion.

“You have all the time in the world.” I murmur, stroking her cheek with my thumb. “No voy a ninguna parte.”

Another hiccupped breath sounds at my words as she fights against her waterworks. After several moments, Fallon composes herself enough to take my hands once more.

Peering into my eyes, hers soften as she recites her vows. “My love.Mi amor. You gave me a romance I never thought I’d have. I’d call it a fairytale, but I’m not sure that does it justice.” Taking a deep breath, she pushes past her emotions, her voice wobbling as she does. “I didn’t think I was loveable. I thought I was broken, that I was destined for a miserable existence of never being accepted for who I am. But you proved me wrong in the best way possible. You helped me to fall in love with myself as I fell hopelessly in love with you.” Her voice breaks and she raises her fingers to cover her lips as she blinks back her tears.

“I love you more than words can convey, and I hate that both of our languages fail me in that, because I want, no, Ineedyou to know that I will spend every day for the rest of time loving you as fiercely as you have loved me.” Swallowing, she squeezes my hands as she repeats, “Eres mi para siempre, mi amor.”

A quiet hush falls over us as our words hang in the air. I feel a tear slip down my cheek, and as Fallon reaches up to brush it away, I don’t fight against the emotions, letting more slip free as I peer into her eyes.

Killian clears his throat again, his own voice full of barely concealed emotion as he says, “I pronounce you wife and wife, you may kiss the bride.”

I immediately yank Fallon against me, crushing my lips to hers once more, my heart so full of love I’m afraid it might burst. “Te amo.” I whisper against her lips.

She grins, wrapping her arms around my neck as she whispers back, “Te amo.”

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