BILLIONAIRE'S UNINTENDED BRIDE

Chapter 20: Ashley's Wedding

Chapter 20: Ashley's Wedding

The morning sun cast a gentle glow on the quaint streets of Brazil as we woke up to the much-anticipated day of Ashley's wedding. The sky seemed to share our joy, painting itself in hues of blush and gold. The rhythm of drums from a distant celebration already resonated with the joy bubbling within us. We met at the crack of dawn, our faces lit with excitement and an unspoken bond of shared happiness for Ashley. The air buzzed with the magic of love as we set out to ensure everything was picture-perfect for the day that marked the beginning of a new chapter in Ashley's life.

Our day whirled by in a flurry of laughter, last-minute adjustments, and the sweet anxiety that accompanies the unfolding of such cherished moments. The sight of Ashley walking down the aisle, the twinkle in her eyes, the love in the air, it was all overwhelmingly beautiful. Each moment was a picturesque painting of love, friendship, and the promise of beautiful tomorrows.

As night descended upon us, the festivities morphed into a carnival of colors, music, and dance. The streets of Brazil echoed with the laughter and merriment of the newlyweds and their entourage. With each beat of the drum, with each strum of the guitar, we danced away the night, our hearts light, our spirits soaring in the euphoria of love and friendship that enveloped us.

Amidst the whirl of colors and the rhythm of samba, I felt a sense of liberation, a joy that stemmed from the core of my being. The night sky witnessed our laughter, our dance, our shared stories under the veil of stars. It was a night etched in the annals of our memories, a night where love, friendship, and joy danced in harmony to the rhythm of life.

As the night unfolded its magic, the image of Luke floated into my consciousness now and then. The moments we shared, the words unspoken, they played like a soft melody amidst the cacophony of the night's celebrations. A sweet melancholy wrapped around those thoughts, yet the essence of the present moment, the joy of being amidst friends who were more like family, eased the longing, the 'what ifs' that lingered in some corner of my heart.

The night bid adieu with the promise of more adventures as the days of our Brazilian escapade awaited us. Each beat of my heart resonated with gratitude for the moments shared, the memories created, and the love that bound us all together.

As I drifted into the realm of dreams, the rhythmic beats of samba carried my hopes, my unspoken feelings, into the heart of the endless night, under the soft gaze of the moon that witnessed the stories of many a longing heart.