Once I made my way up to them, Marcus leaned in and kissed my forehead. “You look so beautiful.”
“You too.” I whispered through my cracked voice.
Marcus chuckled and kissed our baby boy’s soft head before handing him over to me. I grabbed him and looked down at the big brown eyes and tiny lips that curled into a small grin, which showed off his dimple just like his daddy’s. It was right then that I knew I wouldn’t change any of the past couple of years. I’d never been happier. My life was complete as I held my baby and looked up at the man that gave me more than just happiness. He gave me love and a life full of unexpected turns that brought us to where we were now—a life that only a few could dream of, but this wasn’t a fantasy. This was real.
We stood before all of our family and friends and promised to love, trust, and be honest for the rest of our lives. There might be rocky times, but we would get past them together and never give up, because love—and not just any love, but our love—was worth fighting for.
He leaned down and gave me my first kiss as Mrs. Marcus DeLuca.
THE END