Novel & Cerita Sarah Stanton Wedding

How he loved her without trying to own her. "He knows about you," Sarah said. "About how you helped me survive my grief. I told him everything. And he was just grateful. He was grateful that I had someone in my corner." The wedding was scheduled for February. A small ceremony. Thirty people. At a vineyard outside the city. Owen and Lucas bought new clothes. Owen practiced his speech as the best man. Lucas offered to cater the reception, but Sarah insisted he just enjoy the day. The morning of the wedding, Owen and Lucas drove out to the vineyard together.

His mind was blank, and in his ears, only the wedding announcer's voice was left. "Today, we are all gathered here to witness the joyous union of Miss Stacy Rivers, and Mr. Gareth York…"

THE NEXT DAY IN THE PARTY HALL "Congratulations, Sarah." Sarah closed her eyes tightly as soon as she heard the voices of the people who just wished her. Just what she didn't need at that moment. Today was the reception party of her marriage which is organised by Helena Watson, her step grandmother. She was completely against the party but yet again she didn't have any choice. As it was forced upon her once again. But she made sure that no media or business associates were invited. Just the so-called immediate family members.

Sara’s POV The day of the wedding dawned bright and clear, the air filled with a sense of excitement and anticipation. The venue, a stunning garden adorned with blooming flowers and twinkling fairy lights, was a picture of elegance. Guests began to arrive, including Zack’s grandfather, Aaron, Mary, and several of Zack’s business associates. The paparazzi gathered outside, eager to capture every moment of the high-profile event. As I stood in the bridal suite, gazing at myself in the mirror, I felt a mix of nerves and excitement. My dress, a delicate lace creation, flowed around me like a dream. Mary, ever the supportive friend, adjusted my veil and gave me a reassuring smile.

It seems like he knows everyone here. The ceremony is sweet and informal. I’ve known the bride, the daughter of Xavier’s partner, for as long as I’ve known Xavier. Sarah is only seven years older than me, and looks breathtaking in a short, chiffon dress with a crown of yellow flowers in her hair. Her husband appears to be in his mid-thirties, a bit dumpy-looking in my opinion, but they radiate pure happiness as they take their vows under a garland of flowers. It puts me in a sentimental mood, watching the wedding ceremony, and I find myself wondering if I’ll ever have a day like this.

“What matters? I could’ve died, and you’re here planning table settings?” She crossed her arms, her lips pursed. “Don’t be dramatic, Ethan. You’re always in some mess. Let’s set a date for this wedding already. I picked June 15th. I’ve got caterers lined up.” I snapped, my voice low, sharp. “Sarah, did you even think to bring food? Water? Anything for the guy who just survived a fucking bomb?” She froze, her eyes narrowing, a smirk curling her lips. “Food? Hell no, Ethan. I don’t cook for men, especially ones who haven’t wifed me up yet. You want dinner, order takeout.”

It felt like everyone around us had caught the wedding bug, and many were eager to make their commitment official. I quickly informed Trey of our unexpected detour. As the ceremony unfolded, Sarah suddenly felt compelled to join the couples at the altar. She confidently approached the officiant or a minister of some sort. "Sir! You need to marry me to my husband right this instant!" Sarah insisted to the confused man, "This guy right here, he's my incredibly handsome husband! Please, you have to let us renew our vows right now!" Her words poured out rapidly, fueled by her drunken excitement.

"And that which isn't even technically my step-sister. She's never claimed me as family. So why should I?" Stacy raised her hands in mock surrender, laughing. "Alright, alright. But seriously? Diane Morgan, marrying Mr Volkov? I never would've guessed." I smirked, shrugging nonchalantly. "Guess fate decided it for her. Who are we to question the universe's sense of humour?" We both chuckled at that, but Stacy's expression suddenly turned serious, her eyes widening. "Girl, you're not ready for this. The wedding is tomorrow." I blinked. "Tomorrow? Diane only signed the papers this morning. How could they be getting married tomorrow?"

“I wanted to ask Ellie to marry me, bring her here for a surprise birthday party with our family and friends, and at some point, I want to ask her, this place has always been special to me, even more so now that Ellie and I had our first date here….” Sarah starts to jump around as she says. “Yes, Yes, Yes, Leave it to me, Zac, I’ll sort everything for you; I can't believe my baby brother is finally getting married. “ I raise my eyebrows as I say. “That’s if she says yes.” Sarah Giggles before she says. “Oh, she's going to say yes, alright, that woman is crazy about you, Zac. you two are meant for each other.” I sigh “I hope so.” Sarah laughs. “The great Zac Harris is nervous. I never thought

Once that happened, the council got involved and decided that it was close enough to the summit and to go ahead and host it here, one week after the wedding. This pissed me off to no end. I just wanted to be able to relax with my soon to be wife and go on our honeymoon. Sarah was the one who was actually reasonable in this, she had said she didn’t mind postponing their honeymoon for a week. She said it just made their time all the more memorable. I still couldn’t believe that the most understanding and sexy woman and wolf was my fated mate.