Silent Vows

Part 3

Jks POV
I stood there, uninterested in everything happening around me. As time passed, I noticed the crowd growing larger.

My eyes wandered over the crowd until they settled on a figure approaching.

I stood there frozen, heart pounding. She appeared at the end of the aisle, ethereal in her gown.

Her every step was slow, deliberate, as if the world had paused just for her.

Hidden behind a smile, my eyes drank in every detail—the way the dress flowed around her, the soft glow of her skin, the determined yet serene expression on her face. She was breathtaking.

For a moment, my complicated feelings melted away, replaced by a pure, unguarded admiration.

In this fleeting instance, all that mattered was the woman walking toward me.

The distance between us closed as she walked closer. Our eyes met, making my heart skip a beat.

For a moment, everything seemed to stop.

I extended my hand, my gaze locked on her. She took my hand and stood before me.

Her eyes sparkled in the bright light, but I was puzzled by the tears.

Her face showed no expression, her eyes were teary.

I frowned, wondering what could be the reason, but then the pronouncements broke my thoughts.

"Park Yn, do you take Jeon Jungkook to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love him, honor him, cherish him for as long as you both shall live?"

Her eyes remained fixed on the ground, and I sensed her body tensing before she finally looked up, our gazes meeting. "I do!"

Confusion clouded my emotions. I struggled to decipher my own feelings, but her words unexpectedly brought a smile to my face.

"Jeon Jungkook, do you take Park Yn to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love her, honor her, cherish her for as long as you both shall live?"

I exhaled out and spoke up, "I do!"

The air filled with cheers and applause, creating an atmosphere of celebration.

Amidst it all, I remained focused on unraveling the mystery surrounding her.

Her tear-filled eyes, rigid posture, and trembling voice left me questioning what was truly happening.

"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Moving closer, I stood directly in front of her, her eyes still cast downward.

Everything seemed to be unfolding on its own: the surge of emotions, my unwavering focus on her, and my spontaneous actions.

Gently lifting her chin, I looked at her face. Tear stains marked her cheeks, and her eyes were slightly red.

As I glanced around, I saw that everyone’s attention was on us.

To ease the awkwardness of the moment, I leaned in, wrapping my arm securely around her waist.

She closed her eyes nervously, and I couldn't help but chuckle.

Tilting her face slightly, I planted a brief kiss on the corner of her lips, making sure it went unnoticed.

I loosened my grip around her waist and stepped back as she finally opened her eyes.

Her cheeks were flushed with a hint of red, and shock was evident on her face.