INTRO:
The grand finale of a love story.
What better way to end it
Than with a wedding?
For love that has blossomed,
For love that will last forever.
"CROWDED"
The church was filled with people,
Soft murmurs of excitement echoing through the air.
White roses and lilies adorned every corner,
Guests dressed in elegant white suits and gowns.
Then the church bell rang.
Everyone took their seats.
A hush fell over the crowd—
The wedding was about to begin.
The bride had arrived.
"THE GIRL IN THE WHITE DRESS"
The heavy church doors swung open,
And there she was.
A breathtaking woman,
Draped in a long, flowing white dress.
Elegance radiated from her with every step.
Gasps of admiration filled the room.
She was stunning,
A vision of beauty.
Though her face was veiled,
Her happiness shone through—
A smile gracing her lips.
White roses rested in her hands,
Her father walking beside her.
Together, they stepped forward,
Towards a future waiting at the altar.
"HIS NERVOUSNESS"
Angelo stood at the altar,
Dressed in a pristine white tuxedo.
His hands clenched into fists,
Sweat forming on his palms.
He was nervous—so incredibly nervous.
Guests had already congratulated him,
Yet he couldn't shake the anticipation.
His eyes flickered to his watch.
His heart pounded in his chest.
He couldn't wait any longer.
Then, the bell rang.
The doors opened.
And there she was.
The woman he would soon call his wife.
She stood at the entrance,
A vision of pure beauty.
She was far away,
Yet he could already tell—
She looked absolutely perfect.
"HER NERVOUSNESS"
Kate had been restless all night.
Her bridesmaids knew how anxious she was.
Even as her makeup was applied,
Her excitement—and nervousness—were clear.
Slipping into her wedding dress,
She twirled in front of the mirror.
She looked stunning—
And she felt it too.
Then, the moment arrived.
She stood behind the grand doors,
Her heart racing.
This was it.
The day she had dreamed of for so long.
Taking a deep breath,
She clutched her father's arm,
Looking up at him with teary eyes.
"Thank you for everything, Father."
Her father smiled,
Then gave the signal.
The bell rang.
The doors opened.
And Kate stepped forward.
"MY DAUGHTER"
"Are you nervous, my dear?" I asked,
Looking at my daughter.
She simply smiled.
"Thank you for everything, Father."
Those words pierced my heart.
I glanced at the church,
At all the people gathered—
How had time passed so quickly?
It felt like just yesterday
I held her in my arms as a newborn,
Crying, small, fragile.
Now, she held my arm,
Walking towards another man,
Towards her future.
My sweet little girl,
My pride and joy.
I could see her nervousness.
I squeezed her hand gently.
"Today is your big day, sweetheart.
Be yourself.
Know that your mother and I will always be here for you."
I turned to give the final signal.
The doors opened.
Little flower girls walked ahead,
Scattering petals along the aisle.
Then it was our turn.
I walked my daughter down the aisle,
Her eyes locked on the man waiting for her.
As we reached the altar,
I turned to Angelo one last time.
"You have our blessing now.
But if you ever make my daughter cry…
I will come back to take her home."
Angelo took my hand firmly,
His voice steady."
I promise, Father.
I will never let Kate down."
That was enough for me.
Her happiness was all that mattered.
I took my seat beside my wife,
Handing her a handkerchief as she wiped her tears.
"MY MAN, MY HUSBAND"
The doors opened,
And my heart pounded.
A long aisle stretched before me,
Lined with familiar faces.
But my eyes only sought one person.
At the altar, he stood waiting,
Dressed in white, looking more handsome than ever.
Even from a distance,
I could see the emotions in his eyes.
As I walked forward,
Memories flooded my mind.
The boy I met at the lake.
The confession I once ignored.
The college days filled with laughter and love.
The letters, the late-night talks,
The love that never faded.
If I could turn back time,
I would find him sooner.
I would have taken his hand the day he first confessed.
I would have loved him even then.
Step by step,
I drew closer.
And as I reached the altar,
I saw it—
Tears in his eyes.
Oh, my love.
My soon-to-be husband.
You've always been vulnerable with me.
And I will always cherish you for it.
My love for you will never fade.
"MY GIRL, MY WIFE"
I was nervous,
But more than that, I was excited.
Then, the doors opened.
And there she was.
The love of my life.
My body instantly relaxed,
All fears washed away.
I watched her walk toward me,
The same way she had walked into my life,
Again and again.
She had always been the one to approach me first.
The first time I saw her—
Her presence carved into my mind, straight to my heart.
The way she captivated me,
Walking down the runway at our high school fashion show.
That day at the lake,
When she asked for my name.
That day she demanded a second kiss,
As if she had always known we were meant to be.
And now, she was walking toward me again.
Kate,
You will always be welcome in my life.
And I will make sure you never want to leave.
Because my love for you,
Is a love that will never fade.
"I DO"
Finally, I was holding her hand.
"You look extra beautiful today, my love."
Kate smiled.
"And my husband, why are you so handsome today too?"
The priest spoke,
And when the moment came,
I proudly declared—
"I do."Kate looked into my eyes.
"Yes, Father. I do."
"RING EXCHANGE"
The ring bearer approached.
I took her hand, kissed it,
Then slid the ring onto her finger.
Another kiss—this time, over the ring.
Kate smiled and took my hand,
Sliding the ring onto my finger,
Before squeezing it tightly.
"PRONOUNCEMENT & KISS"
"By the power vested in me,
I now pronounce you husband and wife."
The priest turned to me, smiling.
"You may now kiss the bride."
I lifted her veil,
Revealing the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen.
She chuckled softly,
Admiring me as much as I admired her.
I cupped her cheek,
Tilted my head,
And kissed her.
A kiss that sealed our forever.
OUTRO
A story that began with a kiss,
Ended with a kiss.
Their love was one of a kind.
A love that never faded.
And though this is the final chapter,
Their journey is only beginning.
THE END