Wedding Night
It was one of the most unforgettable nights of my life.
It was a beautiful night, it was a full moon and the sky was clear. Under the soft, smooth moonlight, she looked like a goddess.
"Shinichi," she said, as she turned around.
She was still in her wedding gown, the fluffy white fabric shown her well-built body, with a tint of pink decorating her cheeks, she looked so fabulous, so…innocent.
I walked over to her, said" it's finally all over, huh, Ran."
She nodded, and smiled at me," it's quite late now, should we get to sleep?"
I smiled back," yeah, we should."
It was I night full of passion, and love.
In the morning, when I woke up, I still cannot believe that all that is in front of me is true, it almost felt like a dream. Just two months ago, I proposed to her and she accepted me with teary eyes, forgiving me for everything that I have done, even if it's abandoning her for two years to take down the B.O. and being such I big, fat liar, and now, I have everything that I've ever wanted within my arms' reach.
We had a grand, Western styled wedding in front of the Big Ben, in London, with all our friends and family. When she walked down the aisle, I felt like the happiest man alive, at the moment the ring slid down her finger, my eyes felt slightly warm and wet, and when we kissed, I felt that these two whole years of separation were worth it. It's not the first kiss that we've shared, but definitely the sweetest.
I smiled, it was a smile from the bottom of my heart, and full of bittersweet and happiness.