The day was perfect—a gentle breeze, golden sunlight filtering through the trees, and a beautifully decorated venue filled with laughter and joy. Lilian looked stunning in her wedding gown, the fabric flowing effortlessly as she walked down the aisle.
Raymond stood at the altar, his eyes filled with nothing but love and admiration. As she reached him, he whispered, "You're breathtaking."
The ceremony was heartfelt, with vows exchanged in soft, trembling voices. When the officiant pronounced them husband and wife, the guests erupted in cheers.
A Sweet Surprise from the Students
During the reception, Lilian's students stood up one by one, giggling nervously before breaking into a beautifully rehearsed song they had prepared just for her.
"You've taught us with kindness, you've guided with care,
A teacher like you is so very rare.
As you start this journey, we wish you the best,
With love and happiness, may your heart be blessed."
Tears welled in Lilian's eyes as the students held up a handmade banner that read: "Congratulations, Mrs. Raymond!" She walked over, hugging them one by one.
"You guys didn't have to do this," she said, her voice shaking with emotion.
One of the younger students beamed up at her. "But we wanted to! We love you, Miss Lilian!"
Lilian's family had been nothing but supportive. Her mother gifted her a locket with a picture of Lilian as a child, saying, "No matter how far you go, you'll always be my little girl."
Her sister handed her a journal. "For all the new memories you'll make."
Each gift, each warm embrace, made Lilian feel truly loved.
As the evening progressed, Lilian glanced around, searching for someone who wasn't there. Dennis.
She had hoped, even if just for a moment, that he would come.
Later that night, a small package arrived for her. Carefully unwrapping it, she found a delicate wooden music box, its surface engraved with intricate floral patterns.
She turned the small key at the side, and a soft, haunting melody began to play—gentle, familiar, yet laced with an unspoken farewell.
Tucked inside was a note.
*"Lilian,
Not being there today doesn't mean I don't wish you well.
You deserve happiness, and I truly hope you've found it.
Dennis."*
Lilian ran her fingers over the note as the melody filled the quiet space around her.
She blinked away the emotions, turning to look at Raymond. He was her present, her future.
And Dennis... was a melody from the past, playing one last time before fading into silence.