Novel & Cerita A Light Of Love Wedding Chapel

"He and Knox just went into the groom's room." "Why he can't just get here when I need him? Thank you, sweetheart. Go ahead and get in your seat. It's about to start." She kissed me on the forehead and hurried over to the room that both Maddox and Knox had gone into. I didn't want to know what she was going to do to him when she noticed the whiskey on his breath. The chapel was decorated in red and white; the gladiolus flowers arranged in vases against the pews. Family members and friends sat in them and turned when I started to walk down the aisle to take my seat in the front row with my boyfriend.

He looks disgusted at me and I wondered why, was he also forced to get married like me? I was lost in thoughts during the whole readings of the priest only to be brought back by the question I dreaded today but I have no choice but to answer. " Pst..." I heard the groom calling out to me and I raised my head to look at him. The whole church seemed silent and I wonder why, I looked around to see everyone staring at me curiously. " Miss Rhea Madriguez, would you take Mr Emiliano Rodriguez as your lawfully wedded husband, in wealth and in poor, in sickness and in good health, till death do you part?" The priest repeated the question and I took a sharp intake of breath.

They did not have the time to do so anyway, because every minute now counts. Every. Single. Minute. But love doesn’t always need a plan. Sometimes, it just needs now and that’s how everything was planned overnight, some people who still haven’t slept yet are in the congregation. By the water’s edge, rows of white wooden chairs are arranged in quiet perfection. A floral arch leans over a makeshift altar, the blooms fresh, delicate, almost too pretty to touch. There are photographers present, it is a memorable one, everyone wants to remember it. No large media though, it is a small house affair. No elaborate dress code. Just a gathering of people who love Mason Campbell, and refuse to let him

She spat, "That has nothing to do with you. At least I'm a willing party even if he lies to me." She quietly looked at him as the soft light radiated on his exquisite face, bringing out the depth of his eyes. She showed no signs of backing down or raising her voice in a heated argument; she spoke calmly, "I love him, so I don't care about everything else. You're right—love makes people blind. I don't need you to show me who he really is. Even if he's useless, weak, or doesn't care about me, I still love him all the same."

He could have easily passed for a statue if I didn’t know him. The building was an old chapel that had been vacated for renovations only recently. There was also a school and convent on the premises, with both buildings interlinked by a system of corridors, some darker than night. We’d only managed to pull a few strings to use it for the wedding. Different colors of lights poured in through the stained glass windows lining the walls around the building, painting the hall in different shades like the inside of a kaleidoscope. I was almost distracted from my anger by the sheer beauty of the scene.

It read, "Many of our friends and family will attend our wedding. Are you going to humiliate me like that?" I couldn't help but sneer. It turned out he never took my message to break up seriously. It was as though he was sure I wouldn't leave him. He had a point. I was blind. How would I be able to survive without him? I thanked the stranger and felt around the keypad to type, "I'll come." I could already imagine his expression when he read that. He must be full of himself, thinking that I was too easy to persuade. … The wedding preparations went on as usual. I'd already decided what flowers to go with when the wedding planner company called. "Let's go with yellow roses. That's Yvette's favo

Morgan had lost count of how many times he had told himself, and also Charlie, that this marriage was just a contract between the two of them. A plan to thwart Samantha's hidden intentions, whatever they were. So there was no need to overestimate a lightning wedding ceremony that would take place in a chapel covered in flashing neon lights. And there was no reason for him to be nervous as he waited for Charlie in the chapel waiting room, as they would be next in line.

The chapel was small, sun streaming through stained glass, casting colorful patterns across the polished wooden pews. Flowers adorned every surface, soft lilacs and roses mingling in delicate bouquets. It was simple, intimate—the kind of wedding Adrian had always quietly dreamed of, and Evan had learned to honor.

She couldn't wait to rescue him and get him out of there! The couple made their decision to get married in the Noahian Chapel at the Chapel of the Flowers following a rapid check on Phil's cell phone. The space was exquisitely furnished with mahogany pews, crystal chandeliers, beige marble flooring, and drapes made of bronze-colored velvet.

After all, a child was the ultimate weakness for any steadfast mother. "Okay, I’ll go change. Once you're ready, we can welcome our guests together." The wedding was taking place in the Sullivan manor. Chloe had a vision of an intimate ceremony, so she declined to have it at an external venue. She crafted a blend of traditional and contemporary designs, partitioning the manor into two distinct sections. The front courtyard was designated for welcoming guests and dining, whereas the back was transformed into a floral paradise, complete with champagne and a red carpet for the vows.