Olivia's POV The day I had awaited all my life, the day I had dreamt of, craved, and longed for finally arrived. And here I stood at the altar with the man I cherished most. Behind us was my family. I spotted Jenna cheering, Miss Bianca present as my relative, and a few trusted employees and close friends of Christian. I swallowed as tears shimmered at the edge of my eyes. The priest’s voice rang out, “Do you, Christian Hayes, take Olivia Bennett as your lawfully wedded wife, to love and to cherish, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?” My eyes locked on Christian’s. “Yes, I do.” He murmured. Then the priest repeated the vow for me. A single tear slid down my cheek as I whispered, “I do.” “You may kiss the bride.” At that, Christian bent and pressed his lips to mine in a slow, gentle kiss. We pulled away, and as we turned to walk down the hall, people gathered, showering us with congratulations and gifts.
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