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CHAPTER SIXTY THREE

━ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ sɪxᴛʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ

     IT WAS THE DAY of Jordan and Hayden's wedding day. To say Hayden was terrified was to say the least. She would've never thought that her best friend in the entire world would be meeting her at the alter in such a short amount of time. It was scary. But seeing all her bridesmaids looking so beautiful and her own creation — Willow — looking so gorgeous, she requested waterproof mascara in case she shed some tears. The woman smiled to herself in the mirror once Jami had appeared behind her. Jami walked over and placed her hands on Hayden's shoulders. "How are you feeling, little sis?" Jami asked.

Hayden grinned widely. "Excited, nervous, bubbly, giddy, everything. I'm getting married to my best friend. How else am I supposed to feel?"

And there came Willow running into the room in her cream colored dress to match with the bridesmaids. Hayden giggled as the baby girl jumped into her arms and wrapped her arms around her shoulders as best as she could. Hayden rubbed her back up and down. "Look at my sister. Getting married, has her whole life steady, and has a child. You're living your best life, huh, Hay?" Jami asked.

Hayden giggled and nodded, placing Willow back down on the ground. A knock was heard and was followed by Madelaine, Vanessa, Lili, Cami and Drew. Drew's eyes widened. "Well shit, Hayden." Hayden chuckled and shook her head as her best of friends (and bridesmaids, except for Drew who was Jordan's best man) hugged her tightly.

A while later, Jordan was twiddling with his bow tie. Everyone, specifically Drew, kept on telling him to stop his anxious behavior but he couldn't contain the excitement yet nervousness that flowed through his veins. He had watched so many cliche movies with the perfect type of wedding scene, but nothing had ever prepared him for the moment he saw Hayden Flores with her arm locked with her father's, dressed in white from head to toe. A white hue was surrounding her body that made her look more angelic and absolutely graceful than she always had. He could see the large smile that she had reserved for him, and only him, underneath the thick white veil that cascaded down her back.

     He couldn't help the tears that decided to fall. He sniffled and wiped under his nose, but he shook his head and let them fall whilst he smiled the brightest smile he had ever displayed. Hayden felt tears pooling in her eyes as she kept them on Jordan. When she was standing right in front of him, she placed her hand on his cheek and graciously wiped his tears away. Jordan chuckled and leaned his head into her touch. They soon got to the point where they would have to speak their vows, and Jordan went first.

     Jordan took a deep breath before nodding to himself. "I remember," Jordan licked his lips and released a shaky breath from crying, "I remember when I was a little kid, I dreamt of getting married to someone that I was absolutely sure that I would love forever. I know, wow, isn't that something girls do? I'm doing horrible at this so far but I'll officially start now. I vow. . When I wake up in the middle of the night to get a drink of water, I will bring you one too as well. To continue to rub your back even after you've fallen asleep." Hayden smiled softly as small laughter erupted in the crowd. Camila looked to Vanessa and showed her the picture she had taken of the two dancing in front of the sunset as they had danced to Tenerife Sea from Ed Sheeran. She made a joke, saying she would save it for their wedding day — not actually knowing that day would've ever existed. "I promise to strum a few chords on the guitar every morning just to awake you up and to see that annoyed, scrunched nose, face of yours. Because that's my favorite reaction of yours. I could stand here for years and stretch out everything that I promise to do everyday for the rest of my life." Jordan chuckled and Hayden wiped away another one of his tears. "But most of all," he looked to their daughter who was standing in between them before he looked to Hayden, "I vow to protect you and Willow Mae with my entire life. And to love you, through the toughest of times and darkest of days. It's me, you, and Will."

Hayden swallowed the lump in her throat, mouthing I love you. Jordan bit his lip and mouthed the same to her. Tears slipped from her eyes as she reached up to wipe them away, bowing her head down. "Well, Jordan Connor Yuen. I am in love with you." A grin spread on his lips as he sniffled. "I am in love with your hair. When it's curly, when it's straight, when it's gelled, when it's wet, when it's stuck in your eyes because you hadn't gotten a haircut. I am in love with your eyes. When they're away from the sun and they are like swirls of dark chocolate with hints of a sparkle. When they're in the sun and they are like pools of honey. I am in love with the way you hold me. When we're cuddling and you wrap your arms around me so securely that makes me feel like I'm bundled up together in my favorite blanket — and I feel like I am home. Home is no longer a house. I am in love with the way you make me feel — I am in love with the way that you have made me realize that home is no longer a house, but a feeling, a person, it's you." Jordan tilted his head down as tears overflowed from his eyes. "You are my home. And I promise you that I will forever continue to be yours as well."

The two, by the power of their love, had brought almost the entire audience to tears. The love and happiness that radiated off of the both of them was enough to make everyone feel like they have felt their love before. Hayden and Jordan did as they were told for the next following events, eyes never leaving one another's except for when their names were spoken and they were brought out of the trance.

     "Jordan and Hayden." They looked to the officiant. "You have come here today of your own free will and in the presence of family and friends, have declared your love and commitment to each other. You have given and received a ring as a symbol of your promises. By the power of your love and commitment to each other, and by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Groom, you may now kiss the bride."

     Jordan rushed to lift Hayden's veil over her head and pulled his wife closer to his body, placing his lips onto hers. They both smiled against each other's lips, breathless when they pulled away. They pulled away so slowly, their eyes meeting. "You're my wife." Jordan breathed out.

     "And you're my husband." Hayden said softly. Jordan pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear, pulling her in again for a sweet kiss.