-You Are The Most Beautiful-

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Sophie's POV: 

The soft morning light seeped through the curtains of the elegant bridal suite, illuminating the room in a warm glow. I stood before the ornate mirror, my hands trembling as I brushed my fingers through the delicate lace of my wedding gown. Today was the day I had been dreaming of since I was a little girl – the day I would marry the love of my life, Keefe. As I carefully applied my makeup, my best friend Biana bustled around me, her excitement contagious. "You look absolutely stunning, Sophie," she gushed, adjusting the veil in my hair. "Keefe won't be able to take his eyes off you." I smiled at her reflection in the mirror, feeling a rush of nerves mixed with overwhelming joy. 

Biana had been there for me through every tear and laugh, and I was grateful to have her by my side on this momentous occasion. Finally ready, I took a deep breath and made my way downstairs, the sound of my heels clicking against the marble floor echoing in the grand foyer. The anticipation bubbled in my chest as I approached the spot where Keefe and I had decided to share our first look. As I rounded the corner, I saw him standing there, his back to me, looking out at the sprawling garden beyond. 

My heart swelled at the sight of him, so handsome in his tailored suit. "Keefe," I called out softly, the sound of my voice sending a shiver down my spine. He turned around slowly, his eyes meeting mine, and in that moment, everything else faded away. "Sophie," he breathed, his voice filled with awe and adoration. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as Keefe took a step towards me, closing the distance between us. "I can't believe I get to marry you today," he whispered, his hand reaching out to cup my cheek. I reached up to touch his face, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath my fingertips. 

"I love you more than words can express, Keefe," I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper. We stood there in the quiet embrace, savoring the moment before the whirlwind of the day swept us away. "I can't wait to say 'I do' and spend the rest of my life with you," Keefe said, his eyes shining with emotion. As we made our way to the venue, the sun peeked through the clouds, casting a golden hue over the lush greenery that surrounded us. The scent of fresh flowers and the soft rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze filled the air, adding to the magic of the day. Guests mingled in the courtyard, their laughter and chatter creating a joyful backdrop to the festivities. 

I felt a surge of happiness as I spotted my parents, their eyes shining with pride, and Keefe's friends and Aunt Ro, beaming with love and excitement. The ceremony was a blur of emotions – tears and laughter, promises and vows spoken from the heart. Keefe and I stood before our loved ones, exchanging rings and sealing our commitment with a kiss that spoke of a lifetime of love and happiness. As the evening wore on, the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in a tapestry of pinks and purples. 

The soft glow of fairy lights twined around the trees, creating a magical ambiance for the reception. Biana approached me, a smile on her face as she handed me a flute of champagne. "You did it, Sophie," she said, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. "You're finally Mrs. Keefe." I clinked my glass with hers, the bubbly liquid tickling my throat as I took a sip. "I couldn't have done it without you, Biana," I replied, gratitude swelling in my chest. "Thank you for being my rock through it all." The night passed in a whirl of dancing and laughter, toasts and well-wishes from our friends and family. 

Keefe and I stole moments together, stealing kisses under the starlit sky, reveling in the joy of being husband and wife. As the celebration wound down, Keefe took my hand and led me away from the crowd, towards a quiet corner of the garden. The soft murmur of the guests faded into the background as we stood there, alone in our little bubble of happiness. "I love you, Sophie," Keefe said, his voice low and intimate. 

"I will cherish you for all eternity, my wife." I gazed into his eyes, the love and devotion shining brightly in their depths. "And I love you, Keefe," I whispered, wrapping my arms around him, feeling the beat of his heart against mine. And as we stood there, surrounded by the scent of flowers and the soft glow of the moon above, I knew that this was just the beginning of our journey together – a journey filled with love, laughter, and the promise of happily ever after.

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