Page 111 of All of Me

Barrett pauses at the end of the aisle and turns back to wave, his grin wide and his eyes shining with excitement. My heart swells at the sight of him. This isn’t just about Owen and me. It’s about all of us, Barrett, Sara, Ruby, and the family we’ve created together. Every piece of my heart is here today, stitched into the fabric of this moment.

The sun bathes the estate in golden light, the breeze carrying the scent of wildflowers, and I can feel the weight of the life we’re about to step into together. This is the beginning of forever, the start of everything I’ve ever dreamed of and so much more.

Owen glances down at me, his eyes soft and full of love, and I squeeze his hand, my voice barely above a whisper. “We did it, babe.”

He leans down to press a kiss to my temple, his words gentle and sure. “Yeah, we did. And it’s just the beginning.”

As I smile up at him, the future feels wide open, full of endless possibilities. With every step, I leave behind the woman I used to be and embrace the life we’re building together—a life I never knew I could have but now can’t imagine living without.

The reception is bathed in the warm glow of string lights strung between the trees, casting a magical shimmer across the lawn. Round tables are scattered under the open sky, each one dressed with white linens and adorned with mason jars bursting with wildflowers and eucalyptus. The soft hum of laughter and clinking glasses fills the air, blending with the faint rustle of the evening breeze. It’s exactly how I imagined it, but seeing it alive with our family and friends makes it feel even more perfect.

I stand at the edge of the dance floor, my gaze drifting over the scene. Owen is across the lawn, laughing with Vince and Luke, his tie loosened and his grin wide. He looks so effortlessly handsome, so at home among the people he loves. My heart swells as I watch him, my husband. The word still feels like a new song I haven’t stopped humming since the ceremony. It’s a word that was once so bitter on my tongue that now carries an entirely different set of emotions.

The kids are the stars of the dance floor. Sara twirls in her pale blue dress, her curls bouncing with every spin, while Ruby toddles after her, clapping and giggling. Meanwhile, Barrett is busy showing off his signature dance move, something between a spin and a jump. The guests roar with laughter.

Brooke steps up beside me, handing me a glass of champagne. “Mrs. Klein,” she says with a grin. “How’s it feel?”

“Like a dream,” I reply, accepting the glass.

She clinks hers against mine. “You deserve this. All of it.”

Taylor joins us a moment later, her daughter Ava trailing behind her, frosting smeared across her tiny face. “Your kids are unstoppable,” Taylor says, gesturing toward Sara and Ruby. “I caught Sara telling Ruby cupcakes are a food group, and now Ava’s trying to keep up.”

“She’s persuasive,” I reply, laughing. “She gets that from her dad.”

Before Taylor can respond, the DJ’s voice cuts through the chatter, announcing it’s time for the first dance. My stomach flutters as all eyes turn toward the dance floor. Owen steps forward, extending his hand to me with a crooked smile.

“Ready, Mrs. Klein?” he asks, his voice soft.

“Always,” I reply, slipping my hand into his.

The opening notes ofAll of Meby John Legend fill the night, the melody wrapping around us like the softest embrace. Owen pulls me into his arms, his hand warm and steady at the small of my back.

“You look so stunning,” he murmurs, his voice low, meant just for me.

“You don’t look so bad yourself,” I whisper back, smiling up at him.

We sway together, the rest of the world fading into the music. The lyrics float around us, each word feels like it was written just for us.

‘Cause all of me loves all of you…

Owen’s gaze locks on mine, and the intensity in his eyes makes my chest tighten. I feel the weight of everything he’s promised me, the strength of his love anchoring me in this moment.

“You know,” he murmurs, leaning close so only I can hear, “I’ve never been this sure of anything in my life.”

Tears prick at the corners of my eyes as I rest my head against his chest, his heartbeat steady beneath my cheek. “Me neither,” I whisper, my voice trembling.

He spins me gently, his touch firm but tender, and as he pulls me back into his arms, the crowd fades even further away. It’s just him and me, moving together to the music, to the rhythm of our forever.

Even when I lose, I’m winning…

The lyrics resonate deep in my chest, echoing everything I feel for him. The love we share isn’t perfect; it’s messy and real and honest, but it’s ours. It’s worth every stumble, every hard conversation, every beautiful moment.

As the song ends, Owen leans close, his forehead resting against mine. “You’re it for me, Callie. Always.”

A tear slips down my cheek, but I’m smiling so wide it doesn’t matter. “Always,” I whisper back, my fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt as the applause around us swells.

He dips me low, his grin wide, and the crowd erupts in cheers. Laughter bubbles up in my chest as he pulls me back up, his arms wrapping tightly around me.

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