He Loves Me... She Loves Me Not

Chapter Forty-three

Following the officiant's warm opening remarks, Scott and I took hold of our prepared notes, signaling the imminent exchange of our heartfelt vows in front of our cherished guests. As Scott began speaking first, his touch still interlocked with mine, I sensed a slight tremble in his hands, likely a mix of nerves and the chill of the moment. However, gazing into his captivating emerald eyes, illuminated by the sun's rays, I could see a sparkle of earnestness within them.

"Danni, I want to apologize for not fully grasping the depth of your love for me at first. What began as a simple gesture to me blossomed into something truly special as we shared countless moments in most weddings we attend to. When we first crossed paths, I was grappling with a broken heart, yet you managed to mend it without me realizing the pain I was causing you. Moving forward, I vow to ensure that our relationship evolves in ways we never thought possible. I vow to not just be the guy you once admired in televisions, in the cinemas, but the husband you have always envisioned. I vow to cherish every aspect of you, including your quirks and the challenges we may face together. I vow to supporting you in all facets of life, whether it's through household duties, caring for our children, indulging in your passions, or simply being present to soothe your worries before bedtime and the morning after. My love for you knows no bounds, and I will make it a point to express it to you each and every day."

It came for me to read the unexpected wedding vow that I had penned, which was what was supposed to be a script for our on-going film. Yet as I gazed at the words on the paper, I couldn't shake the feeling that they weren't truly mine. They belonged to a character in one of my stories, and I couldn't bear for my own vow to ring false or contrived. So, I made the decision to set it aside, choosing instead to bask in the poignant moment when Scott stood attentively before me, eager to hear my heartfelt words. I looked at him, with my utmost sincerity, not having any doubts or fear.

"Scott, I want to tell you that despite some uncertainties I have faced along the way, I have been thankful for your support and understanding. It has been difficult for me to navigate through moments of doubt and fear, but your willingness to work together has made this journey easier. For that, I vow to be mindful of my emotions and consider your feelings as we move forward. I will always value your dedication, your career choices, and the decisions you make as we embark on this new chapter of starting a family together. You have always been more than just a role model to me; you are the husband I have always dreamed of, beyond my wildest of dreams. I vow to embrace our imperfections as we grow as a couple and as parents to Luke and the future children we'll have. I vow to communicate openly with you and strive to make our married life a joyous and fulfilling one. Though, I'll never do the cooking the same way again, because that's yours to do now, and Luke can attest to that."

The vows we exchanged were not just words but promises for a lifetime of companionship, support, and unwavering love. With each word spoken, I felt my heart swell with love for this man who stood before me, ready to take on the world together.

After waiting eagerly, the officiant finally reached the moment where we were asked to confirm our love and commitment to each other. I was filled with joy at the chance to express my feelings in front of the man I deeply love.

The officiant inquired, "Scott, do you promise to take Daniella as your wife, to cherish her in all circumstances, through sickness and health, in both good times and bad, for better or worse, pledging yourself to her as long as you both shall live?"

Scott, locking eyes with me, responded firmly, "I do."

Then, turning to me, the officiant continued, "Daniella, do you vow to take Scott as your husband, to uphold and support him through thick and thin, in sickness and health, through all the highs and lows of life, committing yourself to him for the rest of your days?"

Without hesitation, I replied with confidence, "I do," feeling a swell of pride and gratitude in my heart.

The officiant solemnizing the ceremony then said, "With the authority granted to me by the American Marriage Ministries and the State of California, I am pleased to officially declare you as husband and wife. Scott, you may now kiss your bride."

In a surprising turn of events, Scott and I found ourselves united in marriage. The overwhelming joy I felt compelled me to draw him close for another kiss, solidifying the reality of our relationship. Emotions flooded over me, tears of gratitude falling freely as I took in the profound moment. Later on, holding Luke in my arms and peppering him with playful kisses, I noticed Scott doing the same. While our impromptu wedding may have attracted significant media attention, I was unperturbed by their presence, focusing instead on the cherished individuals surrounding us, those who truly understand and support us.

I am truly grateful for everything life has blessed me with: the opportunity, Scott's unwavering patience and generosity, and Luke's comforting presence and charm. At this moment, I find myself able to relax without any doubts or fears. They say that it's not about the destination but the journey itself, and although I used to struggle with this concept, now I see the truth in it and find peace in both interpretations.

As the day drew to a close, we continued to celebrate our wedding reception surrounded by our loved ones. We joyfully sang happy birthday to our little boy, danced together, and closed the evening with smiles adorning our faces. It almost feels surreal—a moment so perfect that I half-expect to wake up from it. But as I sit here reflecting on the day, I can't help but feel overwhelmed with joy and contentment.