Thirty-Five

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August 2023

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August 2023

"Are you absolutely certain about this, Millicent?" Darren inquired as he handed her the bouquet.

"Absolutely." Her reply was swift and resolute as she met her father's gaze, her confusion evident. "Do you not like Henry?"

Darren chuckled, his hands gently resting on her arms as he nodded affectionately. "Sweetheart, I want you to know that it's not about whether I like Henry or not, or whether I think he's the right fit for you. My concern lies in the fact that you two haven't been together for very long."

Millicent sighed softly, a smile gracing her lips as she looked at her father. "I understand your worries about us moving quickly, but we've had countless discussions about this, and we're absolutely certain. We're deeply in love and eager to be married."

Darren nodded, his knuckles brushing lightly against her cheek, a tender smile on his lips. "Very well then. You look beautiful today, sweetheart. I'm immensely proud of you. You are a strong and capable woman and i know you will go far."

"Thank you, Daddy." Millicent's smile widened as she leaned into the gentle touch of his hand on her cheek.

"All right." Darren cleared his throat, offering his arm to her. "Let's get you married."

Millicent nodded, following her father out of her former bedroom. "I appreciate you allowing us to use your home."

"I'll always be here for you, no matter what you need. That's a promise."

A tear welled in her eye as she smiled up at her father while they approached the back door. She took a deep breath as the doors swung open, revealing Henry standing at the far end of the aisle adorned with white rose petals. A smile blossomed on her face as her eyes locked with Henry's, the setting sun casting a warm glow behind him. She began her walk toward him, accompanied by her father.

As they reached the end of the aisle, Darren pressed a loving kiss to her cheek and placed her hand in Henry's. "Take good care of her."

Henry nodded, his smile radiant. "I promise."

Millicent handed her bouquet to Abby with a joyful smile before turning back to Henry, their hands entwined. She nibbled on her lower lip as Henry beamed at her, his gaze unwavering as the priest commenced the ceremony. Millicent's heart raced, and though she missed some of the priest's words, she felt the warmth in Henry's hands as he began his vows.

"Millicent," he started, his voice quivering with emotion, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears, "you are the most wonderful person I know. The first time our lips met remains the best day of my life. I have never met anyone kinder or more compassionate. You are the smartest, most beautiful woman I've ever known, and every day, you make me a better man. I promise to prove every day that I am worthy of being your partner in all aspects of life and I can't wait to be able to see you as a mother one day."

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