When I stepped off the plane from Iceland and returned to my old life all those years ago, I had no idea what was about to come my way. Or I suppose, I had no idea who was about to come my way.
The first few years of our relationship had been trying. We were constantly afraid of getting caught and the few times we were caught, of being exposed; however, it never happened. Somehow, even though our relationship was built on bad timing and bad luck, we managed to remain solid through it all.
Now, at 24, no one seems to care about the age gap. No one cares that he used to be my teacher. Everyone is just pleased for us.
The wedding march starts and the doors in front of me open, I take a deep calming breath and begin the short walk up the aisle. Halfway there, I look up and catch Ezra's eye and he smiles. I feel a goofy, almost comically large, grin cross my face.
As I look into the gorgeous eyes of my future husband, I realize that those painful years in our relationship filled with fear and trepidation were so worth it because they brought me here to this perfect moment.