Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 1323

The pastor nodded in approval, then turned to Whitney with a gentle smile. “Beautiful bride, do you take this man to be your husband? Will you live together in holy matrimony, loving him, honoring him, standing by him through sickness and health, for richer or poorer, and remain faithful to him all your days?"

Whitney lowered her gaze, taking a deep breath. Her nose tingled, emotions swirling in her chest and clouding her eyes. Her long lashes fluttered, trembling as she whispered, "I do."

"Whitney." Ludwik's voice was deep, carrying a weight that made the corners of his eyes turn red.

He stepped closer, towering over her, and slipped the diamond ring onto her finger. Bending down, he pressed a tender kiss to her hand, murmuring with all the love in the world, "I love you."

Whitney looked up shyly, letting him kiss her. She could feel his love pouring out, overwhelming and true. Her voice was a soft whisper, "Me too..."

"Say it out loud," he teased between kisses. "I need to hear it."

Her cheeks were burning, her heart pounding. Happiness filled her up to the brim. She cupped his handsome face, no longer hiding. "Yes, Ludwik. I love you."

"Grow old with me, will you? God, I'm so freaking happy, wifey."

Whitney buried her blushing face into his chest, his warmth wrapping around her just like his love.

She glanced at the sunlight streaming through the church windows, painting the stained glass in colors straight out of a fairy tale.

In this castle of dreams, she stood with her love, their sons running around, and not far away, Natalie rocked their baby daughter in her arms.

Everyone was smiling, laughing, offering their heartfelt blessings.

again," Sammy whispered, tugging on his

her heart squeezed. Even smart little Sammy, always

her cheek tenderly. "Hey, silly girl, don't cry. You forgave me, you chose to spend your life with me. You have no idea how much that means. Marrying you is the best luck

Really?

her that

day and every storm, together with their kids, making a happy

meant to meet Ludwik? He was her challenge, her

now on, good luck, every

moving to Eurovoria, I'll do whatever you want. After all, who cares about some Bryce Lutz?

his arm affectionately; her small fist barely

there

turning cold. "Some loser with a busted leg. He'll ship up soon enough. But first want to

For that,

problem-solver now? You don't love me for me,

huh?" He raised an eyebrow,

Ludwik caught her hand,

wait till tonight. You'll see

rolled her eyes. Total

He'd said “let's get on the train first, buy the ticket

What're you two lovebirds whispering about over there?" Danny called, impatient for