Epilogue.
~Y/N'S POV~
"I do."
"You may kiss the bride now." The priest said and immediately Scott bent down, pulling Shira towards him as he kissed her. Tears of joy flowed down my cheeks because I just couldn't help it. It was a beautiful sight and Shira was beautiful in the white dress. Mila was crying, her eyes red and puffy as she laid her head on my shoulder.
"My girl's all grown up." Mila said and I smiled, wiping my tears away gently.
The couple was glowing under the light. The wedding was being held at Scott's backyard. It was huge with a lovely garden. Snow was falling down gracefully but the area was covered with a tent, so no one really got affected. The place was decorated with white satins and white flowers of all kind. It was warm and sweet. There was a huge Vanilla cake that Shira couldn't wait to get a piece of. The mood was romantic.
Only a few people were present, relatives and close friends. I knew most of them. Shira was now a Wife. Marriage, what a beautiful word. Marriage isn't a ring worn or a paper signed. It is not something endured but savoured. It is the union of two hearts beating as one, each that would sacrifice for the other's happiness and wellbeing. Marriage is something so beautiful that in that natural world it would be an opening rose, always with radiant petals left to unfurl to a warm sun.
The celebration went on into the night, everyone dancing like they'd forgotten how to stand still. Scott was moving like his limbs were made of spaghetti and Shira's face was an epic picture of pure excitement. They were married and things were only going to get better from here on in.
After dinner, there were toasts made by the maid of honor - me and the best woman- Ariana who looked dashing in her black female fitting suit and black tie, who made some jokes about Scott.
When the toasts were all said and done, dessert came: a thick piece of strawberry cheesecake that had me humming with delight. Then of course, after everyone had stuffed their bellies full of food, the real fun began: dancing. First, however, Scott and Shira needed to share their first dance as a married couple.
As Scott led his new wife onto the massive dance floor when their song began, all of us stood around the outer edge to get a better view. The wedding had an open bar. The uncle they shouldn't have invited - Uncle Nicholson- was celebrating the occasion by getting paralytic at the bar. He was ecstatic the entire day. Boasting about his new Daughter in law to everyone.
A little while later, it was time for the cutting of the cake. All the guests formed a semi-circle around Scott and Shira as they carefully took hold of the knife together. Once they had a slice of cake on a small plate, they each broke off a piece and held it out for the other to eat. Scott's piece landed perfectly in Shira's mouth, but the bride, however, had different plans.
I could tell by the mischievous glint in her eyes. Just before he wrapped his lips around the cake, Shira playfully smashed the pastry all over his mouth, chin, and nose, smearing the icing while giggling. Ariana let out a huge laugh, along with many others, when she saw her friend decorated in cake. Scott got over the initial shock and instantly started laughing. Swiping some icing off his face, he wrapped an arm around Shira to hold her still and rubbed it all over her cheeks and mouth as she writhed to get away. The photographer they'd hired to take pictures throughout the entire wedding and reception snapped several shots of the newlyweds having their fun. That would definitely be a memory to share with their future kids. The giant cake was then wheeled back into the kitchen so that the staff back there could slice it for all the guests.
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