morning sun cast a warm golden glow over the serene venue, a garden filled with blooming flowers and rows of chairs draped in white. It was the day Ken and Wenny had been waiting for—their wedding day.
Ken stood in front of a full-length mirror, adjusting the cuffs of her tailored white suit. She looked sharp, her short wolf-cut hair styled perfectly, the messy layers framing her face in a way that made her striking features stand out. The suit hugged her frame, exuding both elegance and confidence. She smiled at her reflection, feeling a rush of anticipation for what was about to happen. Today, she was marrying the love of her life.
Ken had always felt comfortable in suits, and today was no exception. The crisp white fabric contrasted with her dark hair, the sleek lines of the suit making her feel powerful yet grounded. But underneath it all, she was nervous—nervous in the best possible way.
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Wenny’s Room
Across the venue, Wenny was getting ready. Her bridal gown flowed elegantly, a cascade of delicate lace and silk. The dress hugged her body perfectly, accentuating her every curve, and the soft white fabric seemed to glow under the soft morning light. As she looked at herself in the mirror, a rush of emotions hit her. She couldn’t believe this day had finally come.
Her heart pounded in her chest, not from fear, but from overwhelming excitement. Today, she would become Ken’s wife. The thought alone made her smile so wide that her cheeks hurt. The memory of their journey together—through the ups and downs, the challenges and the triumphs—made this moment feel even more magical.
Her friends fluffed the veil behind her, but Wenny’s mind was already far away, thinking of Ken. She couldn’t wait to see her standing at the altar, her confident smile and short, edgy wolf-cut hair that always made her look effortlessly cool.
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The Ceremony
As the music began to play, the guests rose from their seats. Ken stood at the altar, hands clasped in front of her, her heart racing. She glanced around the beautiful garden, but her eyes were locked on the aisle, waiting for Wenny to appear.
Then, she saw her.
Wenny stepped out, her dress flowing behind her like a river of white. Her eyes were locked on Ken, a bright smile lighting up her face. Ken felt her breath catch in her throat. She had seen Wenny in countless beautiful outfits, but nothing compared to the sight of her in her wedding dress. She was breathtaking, ethereal, and more than anything, she was Ken’s.
As Wenny walked down the aisle, her eyes never left Ken’s. The love and excitement in the air were palpable. Ken felt a tear prick at the corner of her eye but quickly blinked it away, not wanting to lose composure in front of everyone. She took a deep breath, steadying herself. She had to be strong for Wenny, but inside, her heart was doing flips.
When Wenny reached the altar, Ken took her hands gently, squeezing them as if to say, I’m here. This is real.
“You look incredible,” Ken whispered, her voice thick with emotion.
“So do you,” Wenny whispered back, her eyes shining with tears. “I can’t believe we’re here.”
Ken chuckled softly, her thumb brushing over Wenny’s knuckles. “Me neither.”
The officiant began the ceremony, but for Ken and Wenny, the world around them faded. It was just the two of them, standing in front of each other, hearts full of love and promises for the future.
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The Vows
When it came time for the vows, Ken took a deep breath. She had written and rewritten them a hundred times, but now that the moment had arrived, the words flowed naturally.
“Wenny,” she began, her voice soft but steady, “from the moment we met, I knew there was something different about you. You’ve always been this force in my life—challenging me, supporting me, and showing me what it means to truly love someone. You’ve seen me at my best and my worst, and somehow, you still love me.”
Wenny chuckled softly, her eyes misting over as she listened.
Ken continued, her heart full. “You make me want to be better, not just for you, but for us. And today, standing here with you, I promise to always love you, to stand by your side, and to face whatever comes our way together. You are my heart, my home, and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”
There wasn’t a dry eye in the audience as Ken finished her vows, her voice shaking slightly with emotion.
Wenny wiped a tear from her cheek before speaking. “Ken,” she started, her voice thick with emotion, “you’ve always been my rock, even when I didn’t realize I needed one. You’ve been patient, kind, and fiercely protective, and I love that about you. But more than anything, I love that you see me for who I am, flaws and all, and you love me anyway.”
Ken’s heart swelled, her eyes locked on Wenny’s.
“I promise to love you,” Wenny continued, “through the good days and the bad, through laughter and tears, through every challenge and joy we’ll face. You are my heart, my partner, and today, my wife. I love you, Ken, and I can’t wait to spend forever with you.”
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The Kiss
When the officiant finally announced them as married, Ken didn’t waste a second. She pulled Wenny close and kissed her deeply, the world melting away as their lips met. The kiss was sweet and full of promise, sealing their vows in a way that words never could.
Cheers erupted from the crowd, and as they pulled apart, Ken rested her forehead against Wenny’s, their smiles wide and full of joy.
“We did it,” Wenny whispered, her voice full of wonder.
Ken nodded, her heart soaring. “Yeah, we did.”
As they walked down the aisle, hand in hand, Ken couldn’t stop smiling. Today, she had married the woman she loved. And as they stepped into their future together, Ken knew that whatever challenges or joys lay ahead, they would face them as one—side by side, always.
TBC.
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