What should Bella do next?
Pursue the possibility of a family. Explore the assisted reproductive technologies, understanding the emotional and physical challenges that lie ahead. Turn to this page.
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Chapter71
Sebastian
A FAIRYTALE BEGINNING
Today I become Mrs. Bella Sinclair.
The church is alive with anticipation, filled with the hum of excitement and the scent of fresh flowers. White lilies and pastel roses adorn every corner, a sea of soft colors that seem to have sprung from a fairytale.
“You look beautiful,” my mom says, her eyes glistening with tears as she gazes at me. Her words are a balm to my racing heart, and I smile at her.
“We’re so proud of you,” my dad chimes in, his voice choked with emotion. He takes my arm, and I place my hand in his, reveling in the comforting strength of his grip.
I wanted both my parents to walk me down the aisle. It wasn’t a decision I took lightly. They have both been there for me throughout my life, supporting me, loving me, and guiding me. It only felt right that they share this moment.
“Love you both so much,” I say, my voice shaky, a lump forming in my throat.
“It’s time,” my dad says, his tone steady and reassuring.
I glimpse Sebastian at the end of the aisle, bathed in soft, golden light, and all my nerves melt away.
He’s a vision of perfection. His tuxedo hugs his broad shoulders and trim waist in all the right ways. The crisp white shirt beneath the jacket accentuates the darkness of his hair and his bronze skin.
As I approach him, my heart skips a beat. He looks every bit the prince charming I had always dreamed about. His gaze never flickers from mine, and when he smiles, it’s as if time stops. It’s a smile that says, “You are the love of my life, and today, we begin our forever.”
My belly flutters with a mix of excitement and affection, and my chest swells with emotions that threaten to overflow.
And I know that I am the luckiest woman in the world to be marrying this extraordinary man.
Mine,my heart beats.All mine.
I stand before him, and no one else exists. It’s just the two of us.
He leans in closer, his lips brushing against my ear, and he whispers, “You look beautiful.”
I can’t help but shiver with delight at his words. “This feels like a dream.”
“If it is, I never want to wake up.”
We turn our attention to the officiate when she clears her throat. As we exchange rings and seal our vows with a kiss, the church erupts in applause. We step hand in hand into the world as Mr. and Mrs. Sinclair.
The lavish reception that follows is nothing short of magical. The ballroom is adorned with twinkling fairy lights, crystal chandeliers, and flowers. Tables are set with fine china and elegant centerpieces, and the aroma of delicious cuisine fills the air.
We share our first dance as husband and wife, surrounded by the enchantment of the evening. Family and friends toast to our love, and the night is filled with laughter, heartfelt speeches, and moments that will be etched in our memories forever.
As the night draws to a close, Sebastian and I steal a quiet moment on the dance floor. He holds me close, and I rest my head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.
Love.
I can sense the power of it pulsing between us.
“I’ve never been happier,” I tell him.