Heart Strings|GirlxGirl

Side 2

A/N: Omg lol I forgot to make them engaged and make a wedding chapter

It totally slipped my mind.

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It was a serene afternoon, the kind that invited gentle breezes and the scent of wildflowers. Axel and Freya strolled hand-in-hand through the vast expanse of a flower field. The blossoms stretched endlessly, a sea of soft pastels with hints of vibrant reds, yellows, and whites. Sunlight filtered through thin clouds, bathing the landscape in a golden glow. Freya let out a soft sigh, her eyes drinking in the fairytale-like beauty of it all.

“You’ve outdone yourself this time,” Freya teased, nudging Axel playfully. “You always find the most magical places.”

Axel smirked but didn’t reply, her fingers tightening just slightly around Freya’s. Her heart pounded in her chest, anticipation coiling tightly inside her. She had spent months planning this day, down to the smallest detail. Today had to be perfect.

As they continued walking, Freya’s gaze fell on a small clearing ahead. It was unlike the rest of the field, carefully decorated with a delicate arch adorned with fresh roses, ribbons in shades of green and white fluttering in the breeze. Beneath the arch, a picnic blanket was laid out, surrounded by scattered petals. Freya blinked in surprise. “Axel, what is this?”

“This…” Axel’s voice faltered slightly, but she took a deep breath and continued. “This is for you. For us.”

When they reached the center of the clearing, Axel turned to face Freya, her hands trembling slightly as she took Freya’s. The world around them seemed to fall away.

“Freya,” Axel began, her voice barely above a whisper. “You’ve changed my life in ways I never thought possible. You make everything brighter, richer, and more meaningful. I’ve spent so much of my life chasing fleeting things, but with you, I’ve found something real—something I never want to let go of.”

Freya’s brow furrowed in confusion, but the tender expression on Axel’s face made her heart skip a beat. Before she could respond, Axel sank to one knee, her hand slipping into her pocket to retrieve a small velvet box. Freya gasped, her free hand flying to her mouth as tears instantly pricked her eyes.

“I can’t imagine my future without you,” Axel continued, opening the box to reveal two rings—a darry ring with a sleek emerald-accented design and a more traditional engagement ring with an emerald centerpiece flanked by diamonds. “The darry ring is a promise—a once-in-a-lifetime vow that you are my forever. And this,” she said, holding up the engagement ring, “is the beginning of the life we’ll share. Freya, will you marry me?”

Freya’s tears spilled over as she nodded, her voice catching. “Yes. Yes, Axel, a thousand times yes!”

Axel slipped the darry ring onto Freya’s left hand, followed by the engagement ring on her right. Freya admired the sparkle for a moment before flinging her arms around Axel, her laughter ringing through the field as the breeze carried away her whispered, “I love you.”

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The wedding day dawned under a clear sky, sunlight filtering through the lush greenery of the venue. The ceremony took place in an open garden surrounded by tall trees, their leaves glinting in the morning light. The theme of green and white was woven into every detail, from the cascading ferns on the altar to the emerald accents in the floral arrangements.

Freya stood at the end of the aisle, radiant in a flowing gown of silk and lace. Her hair was styled in loose waves, adorned with a delicate crown of white roses and baby’s breath. She clutched a bouquet of lilies and green hydrangeas tied with a white satin ribbon.

At the altar, Axel waited in a tailored white suit, her emerald tie adding a pop of color. Her hair was styled neatly, her nerves betrayed only by the faint twitch of her hands. Beside her stood Lia, her best man, calm and composed, yet beaming with quiet pride.

Freya’s maid of honor, Rika, stood opposite, dressed in a flowing emerald gown that matched her chaotic energy.

As Freya walked down the aisle, her eyes locked with Axel’s, and the world seemed to fade away.

When it was time for the vows, Axel took Freya’s hands in hers, her voice steady yet filled with emotion. “Freya, you’ve been my anchor in every storm, my light in the darkest days. I promise to love you, not just in the extraordinary moments but in the quiet ones too. I vow to stand by your side, to laugh with you, to grow with you, and to cherish you every day for the rest of my life.”

Freya’s vows were equally heartfelt, her voice trembling as she spoke. “Axel, you’ve shown me a love I didn’t think existed. You’ve been my strength, my partner, my everything. I promise to love you fiercely, to honor the person you are and the person you’ll become. I vow to walk with you through every chapter of our story, no matter what it brings.”

When the officiant declared them married, Axel and Freya shared a kiss that drew cheers and applause from the guests. As they walked back down the aisle, hand in hand, they were showered with white rose petals.

Later, under the glow of fairy lights strung between the trees, the couple shared their first dance as the band played softly. Freya rested her head on Axel’s shoulder, her heart full as Axel whispered, “This is just the beginning.”

Their married journey together had only just begun, but it was already extraordinary.