Only You | Taennie

Part 58

The morning was quiet and clear. Not a cloud moved in the sky, as if even the weather knew that today was the day when life began anew, not for the first time, but in a new form. In the form of two people who had weathered the storm—and yet still stood. Together.

The scent of freshly cut grass, white peonies, and lavender wafted through the garden. Everything was exactly as Jennie had once dreamed—delicate, pure, natural. Instead of luxury, there was tranquility. Instead of ostentation, there was love. Children ran around, laughing, pulling on ribbons, while the staff finished the last details.

But up there in the house, in their bedroom, there was a different energy.

The morning of the wedding day brought nothing but pure calm and quiet anticipation.

The sun was just rising, its rays softly falling on the landscape bathed in morning mist. The air was fresh, as if even nature realized that this day was different. The house where Jennie was preparing for her big moment was filled with hushed whispers, the delicate scent of flowers, and occasional laughter that carried between the rooms like a gentle melody.

It was one of those mornings when time seemed to slow down. Everything moved with ease and purpose—every word had weight, every touch was full of love. And in the middle of it all stood her—Jennie.

She sat in front of the large mirror in the master bedroom, wrapped in an ivory-colored silk robe. Her dark hair fell loosely over her shoulders, her fingers gently touching the rim of the cup of herbal tea that Jisoo had placed in front of her.

"Drink it, it'll calm you down," she said with a smile, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "You don't want to be a nervous bride."

Jennie laughed softly. "I don't even know if I'm nervous... or just emotional."

Rosé and Lisa were also in the room with them, each with their own task—Rosé sat at the desk checking the schedule for the day, while Lisa held the earrings that Jennie was to wear for the first time today. All four women looked beautiful—like angelic versions of themselves, draped in satin, with laughter in their eyes and love in their hearts.

"You know you're the second one of us to get married, right?" Lisa said, winking at Rosé and carefully opening the jewelry box. "Jisoo was the first, then you... who's next?"

Rosé, despite her rounded belly and face glowing with pregnancy happiness, just snorted. "I don't have to get married. Jungkook and I have a plan—a baby, a house, and then a wedding. Maybe. Maybe never." She smiled. "But seeing it here today... maybe I'll change my mind."

Jennie watched her in the mirror and said with a smile, "What about you, Lisa? Frederik loves you..."

"And he proposed to me in Paris," Lisa nodded, a spark of memory flashing in her eyes. "So yes. Probably soon."

Meanwhile, Jisoo was preparing the dress—the one in which Jennie would enter a new chapter of her life. It was a masterpiece. Delicate lace, carefully sewn with pearls, with a delicate neckline and a long flowing veil. Every seam, every detail, looked as if it had been sewn with love.

"Today you are marrying a man who loves you more than anything in the world," Jisoo said quietly as she ran her fingers over the fabric. "And who protected you, even though it almost destroyed him."

Jennie looked into her eyes and nodded. "And I love him more than ever."

Outside, joyful children's cries could be heard—Harin, Minji, Jihyo, Ahyeon, Jihwo, Eunhyun, and Jaehyun were running around the garden, playing tag and laughing so hard it sounded like a big orchestra of happiness. Little feet scurried across the grass, hands stretched toward the sky, where a butterfly fluttered, becoming the main target of their game. Together, they formed a living, breathing picture of family warmth. The laughter of the little ones filled the whole house like a melody full of joy—a quiet reminder of how big, strong, and connected their family had grown over the years.