𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 | 𝐉𝐉𝐊

CHAPTER : 18

AUTHOR'S  POV

The day of Yn and Namsan’s wedding was nothing short of magical. The grand hall in Seoul, adorned with cascading white flowers and golden chandeliers, was filled with friends and family, all gathered to witness their union.

The air was thick with excitement and anticipation, but no one was more radiant than the groom himself—Namsan.

He stood at the altar, dressed in a tailored black tuxedo that only enhanced his already striking features. His hair was slicked back neatly, and his eyes shimmered with unspeakable joy.

His usual calm, composed demeanor was completely overtaken by sheer happiness. He couldn’t stop smiling, his gaze fixed on the aisle, eagerly waiting for the love of his life to make her entrance.

As the soft melody of the wedding march filled the hall, everyone turned to look at the bride. Yn appeared at the end of the aisle, her arm linked with her father’s, and Namsan’s breath hitched.

She looked ethereal, like something out of a dream, her white gown flowing elegantly around her as she took careful steps toward him.

A delicate lace veil framed her face, but Namsan could see the tears in her eyes, reflecting the same emotions he felt in his heart.

For a moment, everything else faded. The guests, the grandeur of the hall—none of it mattered. It was just Yn and him.

His heart pounded in his chest, and his smile grew wider as she came closer. The overwhelming love he felt for her made his entire being feel light, as though he could float with happiness.

When she finally reached him, Namsan gently took her hand from her father, his fingers trembling ever so slightly. He whispered, just for her to hear, “You look like an angel.”

Yn blushed, her smile shy but full of emotion. “You’re not too bad yourself,” she teased, trying to lighten the moment, though her own tears were threatening to fall.

As they stood before the officiant, Namsan couldn’t take his eyes off her. His thumb gently caressed the back of her hand, his grip firm as if he never wanted to let go. When it came time for the vows, his voice was strong, but laced with emotion.

“Yn,” he began, his voice thick with love, “from the moment I met you, I knew you were the one. You’ve brought light into my life in ways I never imagined possible.

I promise to love you, to protect you, and to stand by your side through every joy, every challenge, and every adventure that comes our way. You are my heart, my soul, my everything.”

Yn’s tears finally spilled over as he spoke, but she was smiling so brightly, her love for him clear in every expression. When it was her turn to speak, her voice shook, but her words came straight from the heart.

“Namsan, you are my best friend, my greatest love, and the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. I promise to cherish you, to support you, and to love you with all that I am. You are the most wonderful man I’ve ever known, and I am so lucky to be standing here with you.”

As the officiant declared them husband and wife, Namsan’s smile widened, his eyes filled with tears of happiness. He pulled Yn closer, their first kiss as husband and wife filled with a tenderness that had the entire room sighing in awe.

The world seemed to stop in that moment, and for Namsan, there was nothing more perfect than holding Yn in his arms, knowing they were bound together forever.