Chapter 44

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(Madison's point of view)


Thanksgiving week:

Denny just went into surgery. Kyle, Denny's teammate, is here. Kyle won the Championship. It was absolutely amazing. I loved seeing him win it. He deserved it so much. It's the comeback story of the decade.


Denny and I are getting married on December 12th. It's winter wonderland themed. My dress is already picked out, and I can't wait to wear it.



Wedding Day:

(Denny's point of view)


I'm getting ready a couple of doors down from Madison. I've been practicing the vows I've written. I'm so nervous, but so excited at the same time.


(Madison's point of view)



There's a knock at the door of my dressing room. Taylor and Sophia are sitting on the floor playing and not even paying attention. I walk towards the door, careful not to step on my dress.


"Hello?" I say through the door.


"Can you open the door. It's us. Your parents."

My heart drops into my stomach. I don't know what to think. I slowly open the door, willing myself not to cry and mess up my makeup. Standing there are my parents, along with my aunt and Sam, Kyle's wife, in their bridesmaids dresses.


"Hi, honey." My Dad said.

He still looked the same. They both did.

"Hi." I say, in shock.


They bring me in for a hug and I hug them tighter than I've ever hugged anyone. They sat down and explained everything to me. To shorten the long story, they were working as undercover agents for the FBI. They weren't allowed to see me, because it would put us all in danger. I know it sounds like something out of a movie. Now I need to clear my head and practice my vows I wrote.


(Denny's point of view)


I'm standing at the end of the aisle, watching as Madison and the girls walk down the silver carpeted aisle, towards me. Madison looks absolutely breathtaking, as usual. Her parents are walking her down. They came and talked to me and told me everything. I'm happy they're here. Madison needed them so much more than she would ever admit.


(Madison's point of view)


The girls look adorable as flower girls. Denny looks so handsome, just like he does everyday. I can't believe I'm marrying him.


"Who gives this bride away?" The priest asks.


"We do." My parents said, holding my hands.


"Good. We may be seated..." I grabbed Denny's hands and looked him in the eyes. He was crying, just like I was.

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