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One month after the weeding

I drew in a long, slow breath to calm my nervous excitement as I lit the candle atop the chocolate cupcake I had secretly bought. I had made arrangements for it to be delivered while we were out sightseeing. Never in my wildest dreams had I ever imagined I would be in Maldives, let alone be enjoying my honeymoon there.

Daniel and I had said our vows on the beach just days ago, surrounded by our friends. Now, we were alone, just him and I to start our new life as husband and wife.

He was my husband. Just the thought sent butterflies into flight in my stomach. We were married. He was mine forever.

I closed my eyes as his vows whispered into my ears in his delicious British accent. He had stared at me with those gorgeous green eyes and declared his never-ending love for me. Somehow, I had managed to stay standing while I melted inside.

I had opted out of a big wedding dress.

Instead, I wore a knee-length white dress. It was sleeveless and cinched at the w