The Romani prince crashed into my life with his bad boy looks and reputation, invading my heart with his poetic and passionate soul... And then, he was gone...
I close my eyes and sigh. "This feels so good. Here, just like this..."
Luka caresses...
We stop in front of the little white church and Tony helps each one of us girls down.
From the corner of my eye, I see Jeremy helping Mina dismount. She takes his arm, as they will be entering together right before me.
I notice that all of them take the gravel path by the side of the church, leading to the top of the hill and towards the ocean.
"We're going up this path, Gabs."
Confused, I look back at the church, and then at Tony waiting for me with his outstretched hand.
"But l thought..."
I take his hand and let him lead me up the path.
"Luka prepared something more special for you."
"Oh?"
As we reach the top of the hill, I finally see it...
Not an arch. but a circle covered in greens and white flowers, facing the ocean... and the sunset.
Not even in my dreams could I have thought of anything more romantic.
Overwhelmed with so much emotion while in a daze of pure elation, I try to take in every detail of the scene in front of me, photographing it all to memory.
Raul's most immediate family is all there, along with some of the elders from the clan and Luka's closest friends.
On the other side of the aisle, Mina's and Miriam's family stand up, with Gertie.
All-day, I've been trying so hard not to cry... I don't think I can hold it any longer.
"I'll Follow You" by Shinedown starts playing.
This passionate song with such powerful lyrics seems as if it has been written especially for us.
It's perfect...
"I'll follow you down to the eye of the storm." The vocalist sings.
And my eyes finally meet... his.
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With the sun setting right behind him, my beautiful boy stands there, waiting for me.
God... He looks so devastatingly handsome in that more casual vest getup that I even forget to breathe.
I see him... I walk to him... I'll follow him. Always.
His gifts...
The song and the sights...
All of these emotions...
Luka is everywhere. He is in everything.
Warm happy tears break free, running down my face, and I wonder why I even bothered to put on makeup.
In a mutual trance, Luka and I cannot take our eyes from each other as I slowly walk down the aisle with Tony.
Gertie smiles and squeezes my arm very gently when I pass her. The one mother figure I needed at this precious moment.
