Epilogue

Amidst the lush garden adorned with colourful blossoming flowers and the beautifully decorated gazebo, the air was filled with the sweet fragrance of spring. Guests, seated on white chairs, anticipate the bride's entrance. Soft sunlight bathed the scene, casting a warm glow on the path.

As Nessa marched forward in her father's arm, looking straight ahead at her beautiful husband. Her smile got wider with each step. The guests stood to welcome the bride, they all had on a pleasing-to-look-at smile as they watched Ali, the flower girl and the radiant face of the bride.

Roarke's eyes lightened up with anticipation, he couldn't have been more happier than this moment. He glanced at his parents, they shared the same happy expression with his brothers who also served as his groomsmen.

"Take care of my daughter" George whispered before handing her over.

After exchanging the vows, the guest and celebrants engaged in a merry making activity.