Ready For Love : Tyler Seguin Fan Fiction

Epilogue : Husband and Wife

It's almost hard to believe this day has finally arrived. I feel like I have been planning this wedding for years when in reality it's only been 10 months and 5 days, but who's counting anyway? I've actually been planning this wedding my whole life if we really want to get technical about it. Yes, I was one of those little girls who would fantasize about what my big day would be like. I would act it out occasionally. Tyler would always play my groom. I never thought he would actually become my groom. He was always such a good sport about it. Most boys at that age thought girls were gross but he would do it because it was me.

People keep asking me if I'm going to be nervous or if I am nervous and I could not be more calm and more ready for this wedding. I'm not having pre-wedding jitters or cold feet. I have been preparing for this moment since I was 4 years old. I am ready to become Mrs. Amy Seguin. It's time.

I have my vows written on index cards as if I'm studying for a test in high school. Tyler and I decided we were going to write our own vows. I don't know how smart of us that was, he's not that great with words and I'm terrible at public speaking. We have so much history that we couldn't depend on someone else's words on this important day. I know the words came to me pretty easily, but I'm still worried about actually getting through them without crying. I don't think I'm going to be able to get through his without crying. I've had a hard time just getting through this morning without crying. I'm emotional, but that's to be expected.

I chose the Cambridge Butterfly Conservatory as our venue. My mom used to take me here when I was younger and I always thought it was so magical. The waterfalls, the greenery, the free flying butterflies. It's something that really started my love for nature so in a way it has shaped my whole life. It brings the tropics indoors and to Ontario. The butterflies are what makes it truly unique. We spent a lot of time with the butterflies for our wedding photos.

The door opens and my dad peeks his head in. "Can I come in?"

"Yeah."

He steps in and closes the door behind him. "Wow, sunshine, you look so beautiful."

"Thanks, dad."

"Excited?"

"Yeah. I can't wait." I sigh. "It's been a long time coming, eh?"

"I knew you two would end up together the first day you ever met him back when you were 4 years old. You came back from preschool that day and Tyler was all you could talk about. It was cute. You'd follow him around and he took you under his wing right away."

"You're going to make me cry," I say as I dab my eyes, trying not to mess up my makeup.

"I don't mean to." A single tear rolls down his cheek and his eyes are now glassy. I wipe it with my thumb. "I've been waiting for this day for you for so long, and for a while there I thought it would never come. You and Tyler were meant to be together, to build each other up, to make each other better, to support each other, to give each other never ending love."

"Are you sure you're trying not to make me cry? Because you're doing a terrible job of it."

He laughs. "Sorry. I'm just so happy for you. He's always felt like part of the family. You always smile brighter when you're around him. It's good to see that smile again. It was missing for far too long." A few tears roll down my cheeks and he wipes them for me. "I promise I won't make you cry anymore."

"I don't believe you." We both laugh. He squeezes my hand and I squeeze back. "I can't believe I'm about to marry Tyler. It feels like a dream."

"What's great about this dream is that when you wake up he will still be there."