The Love From Vengeance

60: THE WEDDING

LUKE’S POV

Ariel, adorned in her stunning white gown, stepped into the grand hall where our wedding was to take place. The air was heavy with anticipation, and the room fell silent as all eyes turned towards her.

And I couldn’t get my eyes off her. Her face was adorned with makeup, and her eyes were just so captivating. Her red lips added to her magnificent beauty, and I couldn’t even recognize her anymore.

I was still standing at the altar, and my gaze was fixed on this ravishing lady, who, for a moment, I thought was a goddess. The way she gracefully entered the hall was simply fantastic. And she was walking majestically, taking leaden steps in my direction.

At the moment, my face held a mix of awe and disbelief as I continued to look at the woman I was about to marry. And the room seemed frozen in time, everyone captivated by Ariel’s entrance. I know her looks were killing it. Never had I seen such beauty before. How did I not see this charm all these years, including the time we were married?

A soft murmur traveled through the crowd, and everyone was obviously whispering admiration for Ariel’s beauty.

Her dress was adorned with ravishing lace, which hugged her figure gracefully as she glided down the aisle. The simplicity of her appearance emphasized the natural elegance that radiated from within her. Oh man, she was totally killing it.

Her eyes met mine, and this spark just unfolded within me. It was quite clear she noticed the passionate look in my eyes. And I’m not going to lie, this affection was there, causing me to be lost in this imposing beauty.

Each step Ariel took echoed in the room, the sound magnified by the hushed atmosphere. The petals scattered along her path, creating an impulsive trail. I caught a whiff of the fragrance of the flowers, which drifted through the air, filling the space with a delicate sweetness.

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Ariel drew nearer to the altar, and it was something to be glad about. At least she didn’t decide to go into crazy mode. And yeah, I marveled at the way she carried herself majestically, a vision of grace and beauty.

The guests all gave her their attention, their eyes solely fixed on the bride, and they all watched her with admiration and adoration.

course, they loved the sight before them, and they were obviously relishing the scene

couldn’t stop staring at her. She was even more beautiful when she was in close proximity

face away. This was kind of weird. After that, the priest joined us on the altar. He adjusted the glasses he

me and Ariel.

union of two souls embarking on the beautiful journey of marriage. Before us stand Ariel Clinton and Luke Reynold, ready to exchange their vows and commit to a lifetime of

words were quite soothing. I glanced at Ariel, only to realize she was doing nothing but

1. me.

Reynold to be your lovely husband, to support him through all the joys and challenges that

and the priest turned to me.

love, sharing in both her triumphs and tribulations? Will you pledge to be there for her in sickness

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in health, providing

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pain. She

thinking about

Reynold?” The priest vocalized, breaking

could see the eagerness in her eyes, waiting to see what

I shook my head before I

in times of illness, where you both find healing and solace. May you

the darkest of days. Together, you

this, I was just looking at Ariel, wondering

after this.

great joy and hope. I asked that you both hold each other’s

didn’t know why she couldn’t just take her eyes off me. Something was not right around here.