Our wedding was simple but filled with warmth, surrounded by close family members, dear friends, and sunlight that made the day feel even more special.
My mother cried even more than I did, and she whispered that I had been right all along, even when I was just a stubborn little girl.
I laughed and held Connor’s hand tightly, feeling grateful for everything we had gone through together.
“Thank you for not giving up,” he said softly, looking at me with affection.
“Thank you for coming back,” I replied, knowing that his return had changed everything.
When we said yes to each other, it was not just a declaration of love, but also proof that dreams born in childhood can survive time and distance.
