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𝕊𝕚𝕩 𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕙𝕤:ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟟𝟘

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Six months have passed since the accident, and the hospital's stark walls have been replaced by the soft glow of candles and the sweet scent of flowers. Amelia stands before a full-length mirror in a stunning wedding gown. The fabric clings to her figure, emphasizing her newfound confidence and the strength she's found within herself. She runs her fingers over the delicate lace, her eyes misty with memories of the past and the excitement for the future she's about to embrace.

As Olivia's words sink in, Amelia feels a warmth spread through her, pushing back the shadows of doubt. She nods, taking a deep breath. "I know," she says, her voice gaining strength. "I just... I don't know if I can handle it if something happens to him again." Olivia bursts into the room with an infectious smile, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She's dressed in a vibrant bridesmaid dress that complements her complexion. Her hair is pulled back into a sleek up do, and she carries a bouquet of roses and peonies.

She stops in her tracks, taking in the sight of Amelia in her wedding gown. "Oh, sweetie," she says, her voice thick with emotion. "You look absolutely breathtaking." Amelia turns to face Olivia, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "Thanks," she manages to say, her voice choking slightly. "I'm just so nervous." Olivia sets the bouquet down on the vanity and approaches her friend, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "You've got this," she says firmly, her voice a balm to Amelia's frazzled nerves. "You and Kook are meant to be. That man is insane over you. And I'm here to support you both."

As Olivia's words sink in, Amelia feels a warmth spread through her, pushing back the shadows of doubt. She nods, taking a deep breath. "I know," she says, her voice gaining strength. "I just... I don't know if I can handle it if something happens to him again." The room's soft light casts a gentle glow on Amelia's face, her eyes glazed with the vivid images of the night they were able to be physical with each other again. After weeks of Kook's painstaking recovery, The smell of his cologne and the sound of their breaths mingling in the quiet darkness had been a symphony to her senses.

She remembered the way he had looked at her, his eyes filled with a hunger that was both fierce and tender. The gentle touch of his fingertips tracing her scars, the way he had whispered sweet nothings in her ear, and the fiery passion that had ignited between them as if they were two lost souls finally finding their way home. It had been a night of healing and reaffirmation, their bodies speaking a language that transcended the complexities of their tangled hearts. Shortly after there is a knock at the door telling Amelia its time.

Amelia's heart skips a beat as she walks down the aisle, her eyes locking onto Kook's form standing tall at the altar. His black tuxedo fits him like a glove, highlighting his broad shoulders and muscular build. The sight of him, so strong and steadfast, brings a rush of emotion to her, a heady mix of love, fear, and hope. She can't believe she's here, about to marry the man who had once been the source of so much turmoil in her life. Yet, as she takes in the sight of him, she knows that she wouldn't have it any other way. The love that burns within her for him is a fire that has survived the storm, and she knows that it will keep burning, no matter what the future holds.

Kook thinks to himself "Am I dreaming? Is this real? She's here. She's really here." His eyes are fixed on Amelia, drinking in every detail of her beauty. His scarred face relaxes into a smile as he watches her approach, the love in his gaze unmistakable. As Amelia reaches the altar, The light in his eyes the only thing that truly defines him in that moment. He takes her hand, and the warmth of his touch sends a jolt through her body. The priest begins the ceremony, his words a solemn backdrop to the emotions playing out in their hearts. Amelia feels Kook's thumb trace gentle circles on her palm, a silent promise of his unwavering love.

The priest's words flow like a gentle stream, binding their hearts in a sacred vow. Amidst the soft whispers of the congregation and the warm embrace of the candlelight, Kook and Amelia exchange their vows. His voice is a rough velvet, filled with a sincerity that resonates through the chapel as he promises to cherish her, to love her, and to protect her until the end of their days. Amelia's voice, though shaky, holds a conviction that speaks louder than any words could. The air is thick with emotion as they share their first kiss as husband and wife, sealing their love in a moment that seems to stand still despite the ticking of time. The room erupts into applause, and the sound of their cheers melds with the ringing of the chapel bells, a symphony of joy that echoes through the night.

The reception is a whirlwind of laughter, music, and love. The venue, a grand ballroom with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city lights, is alive with the chatter of guests and the sweet scent of blooming flowers. Amidst the celebration, Amelia can't help but feel a pang of sadness, her gaze drifting to the empty chair reserved for her father even though she knew he would never be able to be there, but she hoped he was looking down on her today. Amelia knew her father didn't want her to marry Kook, but you can't help who you love.

As the first notes of their chosen song fill the room, Kook extends his hand to Amelia, his eyes holding hers with a gentle, yet firm assurance. She takes it, her heart racing as they step onto the dance floor. The music is a haunting melody, a love song that speaks of their insane journey and the strength that brought them to this moment. His strong arms wrap around her, pulling her close. Her hand rests on his chest, feeling the steady thump of his heart beneath the fabric of his tuxedo. They move together in perfect harmony, a silent conversation of love and redemption.

As they sway to the music, Kook whispers in Amelia's ear, "You're the best thing that ever happened to me, Amelia." His breath is warm against her skin, sending shivers down her spine. She looks up at him, her eyes searching his, and sees the depth of his affection reflected in his gaze. She whispers back, "And you're the most unexpected." His hand tightens around her waist, and she feels a sense of security and belonging that she's never felt before. The dance floor is a blur of colors and faces as Kook and Amelia move together in their own private world. His hand slides to the small of her back, guiding her in a slow, sensual dance that speaks volumes about their deep connection. The song reaches its crescendo, and they hold each other closer, lost in their own little universe.

"You've changed me, Amelia," he murmurs, his voice low and earnest. "Made me want to be a better man, for you." His eyes bore into hers, a silent confession of his vulnerability and his unyielding love. She smiles softly, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "And you've made me realize that love isn't about perfection," she says, her voice filled with emotion. "It's about finding someone who accepts you as you are, flaws and all." As the music fades into the background, Kook's eyes never leave Amelia's. He brings a hand to her cheek, his thumb wiping away the tears that have begun to spill down her face. "You're perfect to me," he murmurs, his voice a gentle caress. "And I'll spend the rest of my life making sure you know that."

He leans in, capturing her lips in a tender kiss that speaks of a love that has weathered the storms of doubt and fear. The world seems to hold its breath as their mouths move together, each kiss a silent promise that no matter what challenges life throws at them, their love will stand tall. The applause and cheers of their guests swell around them as they pull away, their eyes still locked, a shared secret pulsating between them.

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Hi, I hope you all are still enjoying this story. I planned to make this the last chapter, but after taking some time away I became inspired again. There will only be a few more chapters of this book though. I want to work on other stories soon.