Thalassa gazed at the freshly printed photo of herself and Lysander, her smile shy yet radiant, while Lysander's lips curved into a gentle smile. They stood close together, both looking at the camera, radiating joy from every pixel. The photo was just perfect. It was the kind of image that made you feel good just by looking at it, a testament to their sweet happiness.

Thalassa turned to the photographer with a grateful, "Thank you."

The photographer waved her off, "No worries. You should head on to tie the knot; there's quite the line forming behind you."

"Right, right." Thalassa nodded, acknowledging the queue of eager couples waiting their turn. Their eagerness to wed mirrored her own.

Holding their wedding photo, Thalassa and Lysander proceeded to the registry office. After a few clicks and taps on the computer, the clerk printed out their marriage certificates.

each of you, take good care of them," the clerk said, handing over the

Thalassa held the still-warm

she was finally married to the father of her child! It was surreal. The happiness was so sudden, so real, she almost couldn't believe it, and tears welled up in her eyes. She knew weddings were supposed to

hands-a warmth that symbolized their future: Even

He was really

he'd get married,

The feeling was incredible, like his life had been adrift and now, holding that certificate, he had found a

of being moved by simple happiness. But he quickly composed himself, only for his attention to be drawn to a single, sparkling tear dropping onto

crying?" His voice was low and worried. Her tear felt like it had fallen directly on

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