Semua Bab Fake Vow, True Luna: Bab 421 - Bab 430

NathanThe festival was in full swing, and I could feel the excitement in the air as I set out to put together the wedding plans with Levi and Cade.The decision had been made: Olivia and I were going to get married tonight, surrounded by the magic of the festival and our entire pack. It was a crazy idea, but it somehow felt right. And I couldn’t be happier; and so, with a newfound sense of purpose, I started gathering the necessary pieces for our impromptu wedding.First on the list was the band. There was already a band playing for the festival; it was a local group that was popular in town, and they played beautifully. I approached them, quietly offering them a bigger paycheck in exchange for playing music for the ceremony, and they graciously accepted without batting an eye.With the music taken care of, next on the list was the photographer. Fortunately, the photographer who had done our photoshoot before was still milling around the festival with her camera. After a bit of haggl

OliviaThe moment had finally arrived. Nathan and I stood under the soft glow of the fairy lights in the gazebo, our hands entwined. Clint, who had just given me away, stood off to the side with tears in his eyes. Angela and Levi held the twins on one side of us, and Layla held her son on the other side. It was a small wedding party, but it was perfect in my eyes.Cade, who was our officiant for the wedding, stood between us. “Ladies and gentlemen,” he called out to the surprised and excited crowd, “we gather here today to celebrate the love and commitment between Nathan and Olivia. Their journey together has been one of unwavering support, trust, and unwavering love.”As Cade spoke, Nathan’s gaze locked onto mine, his eyes filled with an intensity that made my heart skip a beat.“You ready?” he mouthed, his voice barely more than a whisper.I nodded almost imperceptibly. Even though my hands were trembling, I was ready. I wanted to be Nathan’s wife after all these years.And finally,

Olivia“And now,” the DJ said over the speakers, “it’s time for the lovely couple’s first dance!”The wedding guests cheered and clapped as Nathan and I, our cheeks flushed red from a night of laughter and dancing, took each other’s hands and walked over to the dance floor. The fairy lights illuminated the space as the soft music began to play, and Nathan gently looped his arm around my waist, pulling me close.“Recognize this song?” he asked quietly with a grin as we swayed.It took me a moment, but I quickly realized what song it was. I remembered it clearly from when we were teenagers, right before I had left the pack.“Oh my god,” I whispered. “I do remember.”The memories were as clear as day: it was an old classic rock song, and we had become obsessed with it when we were teenagers. I could still remember stealing my dad’s record and putting it on while he was at work. We would dance in the living room until we were out of breath and laughing so hard we would collapse onto the c

OliviaI couldn’t help but laugh as I stumbled back into the banquet hall, my friends close behind, all of us out of breath from our impromptu snowball fight.The snowflakes clung to our clothes, and my cheeks felt rosy from the cold. Even though my dress got a little damp from the snow, I was no worse for wear. It seemed as though the night really had taken a magical turn, and I couldn’t have asked for a better wedding.As we entered the banquet hall, the sight that greeted us was a bit unexpected. Many of the guests had already departed, leaving behind a few stragglers who were still enjoying the remnants of the celebration.I didn’t blame them, though; it was late, after all. Layla’s son and our twins were nestled peacefully in their strollers, fast asleep. I turned to Nathan, offering him a smile.“I think we should get Aurora and Elliot home to their cribs,” I said. “Otherwise we’re going to have a very rough morning tomorrow.”Nathan nodded, and I could see that he was stifling

OliviaIt was only a few days after I had promised to make the pamphlet for Nathan, and it was time for my first interview. My first stop was the local florist, Blossom’s Bouquets, which was actually where I had intended on purchasing my wedding bouquet before the official wedding was canceled.I stepped into the shop, and almost immediately, the scent of fresh flowers enveloped me. Despite the cold weather outside, the inside of the florist’s shop was always warm and a little humid, the perfect environment for plants.Long vines hung from pots stacked on tall shelves, large potted plants lined the walls, and there were flower displays aplenty. I always liked coming here for fresh flowers for the villa, which was why I chose this business as my first stop out of many around town. I knew the owner well, and I figured that it would be a good ice-breaker to get started on my work.“Good morning, Olivia!” greeted Mrs. Williams, the owner of the shop. She was a petite older woman with a pe