"Maggie is a good woman. You marrying her puts my mind at ease."The butler's voice came from outside the door. "Sir, it's time."Dad took a deep breath, straightened his back, and held out his hand. "Let's go. She'll be walking in any minute now."Inside the church, the familiar melody began to play. I stood at the altar with Dad beside me.The doors opened slowly, and every pair of eyes in the room turned. Maggie appeared at the far end of the aisle in her wedding gown, tall and striking. Sunlight caught her as she walked, and for a moment, I forgot to breathe.She held my gaze the entire way, and nothing else in the room existed."Maggie, I'm entrusting my son to you," Dad said. Maggie reached the altar and took my hand, while Dad stepped back to his seat.Maggie held my hand firmly, her eyes unwavering. "You have my word, Mr. Randall. I'll take good care of him."Dad nodded and turned away, quietly wiping the corner of his eye as he went.The officiant began to read the vo
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