Don't Break My Heart (A BajanCanadian Fanfiction)

Chapter 50 ~ Finale

Here's the final chapter of DBMH! If you want something included in the epilogue (like a baby name or a cat/dog/whatever, but no smut pls) or you found a mistake in the plot anywhere in the story, please tell me in the comments on this chapter. Thanks! :D

(I WROTE LIKE A QUARTER OF THE CHAPTER AND OMG I'M SQUEALING, THE FEELS! I DON'T EVEN LIKE MITCH MUCH ANYMORE, BUT OMG!!! FEELS!!!)

~~~{Destiny's POV}~~~

"Welcome and thank you for joining us today as we celebrate the marriage of Mitch and Destiny. As writer Marcel Proust said, 'Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy, for they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.' You, the people who are here today, are the people who make Destiny and Mitch's souls blossom. They are so happy to have you here to be a part of this enchanted evening." I looked at Mitch, so clearly happy.

"Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Be yourself.

"Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be critical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment, it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.

"But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy.

"Wedding rings have long been a symbol of love - the gold of the ring symbolizes the permanence of the unending circle," the officiant continued. "Destiny and Mitch, these rings are a symbol of your love for each other. Your rings say that even in your uniqueness you have chosen to be bound together.

"Let these rings also be a sign that love has substance as well as soul, a present as well as a past, and that, despite its occasional sorrows, love is a circle of happiness, wonder, and delight. May your lives and your family always be encircled by love.

"But before we start the vows, the bride will give a very important gift to Mitch's mother." WHAT? THIS WAS NEVER SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN! I-

Oh. The officiant gave me a tissue, and I gave it to Mitch's mother. She smiled at me in thanks, and I smiled back.

"You may start the vows."

"Mitch," I sighed, staring straight into his eyes. "I have to much to tell you, I cannot possibly fit it all in during our lifetimes. All I can say is that I love you beyond words, and I will love you forever, as long as there are stars in the sky."

"Destiny." Mitch looked right back at me, just as loving. "I love you so much, I wish never to get taken away from you. However, that's not the way the world works. I would chase you to the ends of the earth if you have to leave."

"Now we can let the groom and bride give the rings to each other."

Jerome, the best man (literally), handed the rings to Mitch and I. With my right hand, I slid the ring onto Mitch's left ring finger, and he did the same.

"Mitch and Destiny, you have just sealed your relationship by the giving and receiving of rings and you have committed to share the rest of your lives with each other. Today this relationship is symbolized through the pouring of these two individual containers of salt into a third that you may use to imbue love into your meals throughout your lives together.