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Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight

BPOV:

I nervously exhaled a breath that I was unaware I was holding as I watched the last of wedding party make it down the aisle. I forced myself to breathe and concentrated not on the fact that I was about to meet my destiny at the end of the aisle but on the angelic atmosphere that Alice had so flawlessly created in the middle of the meadow. Our meadow. Alice finally had reluctantly agreed to let Edward and I get married in the first place that we ever declared our love for each other. The reason behind her reluctance? Without a doubt, the sun was a major barricade to our only request of marriage in the beautiful setting of the serene Forks meadow. I have reason to believe that the guests just might be a little taken aback when they catch sight of a sparkling groom and bridal party. So we came to a compromise, the give-and-take settlement that Edward and I had grown so accustomed to, that we would perform the wedding ceremony in the meadow at night. I was convinced that the radiant glow of the moon and stars would illuminate the ceremony sufficiently along with the candlelight and another surprise element that The Wedding Planner Pixie had been firm in her decision not to tell Edward and I about. I even forced Edward to take a peek into Alice's mind to recover the secret decorations for the wedding; you know how much I hate surprises! But Alice ever so infallibly blocked her mind with recitations of the Declaration of the Rights of Man and Citizen…in French, German and Portuguese.

My hand was squeezed tightly and I was snapped out of my reverie and harshly brought back to reality. I slowly turned to look at the loving tear-filled eyes of my father. I flashed him an understanding smile in an attempt to lift his spirits but I couldn't vanquish the astonishment that surged through me; Charlie usually isn't one for displaying his inner emotions. I didn't have much time to ponder the thought as the sheer fabric that formed the tent which was covering an adequately sized portion of the meadow was pulled apart on both sides, granting my father and I entrance. I couldn't bear to pull my eyes off of Charlie who mouthed, "Love ya kid." , Linked his arm with mine, took a step onto the white rose sprinkled aisle and let a lone tear freely glide down his face.

I let out a small gasp as I finally pried my eyes off of Charlie's sullen expression and absorbed the wedding scene laid out before me. To put it in the simplest terms, Alice outdid herself! Beautiful thin airy pieces of fabric were loosely draped over the tent and blew ever so lightly in the soft gentle wind as they clung to the steady poles that fastened the entire tent to the ground. Four sheets of this flowing fabric were draped from all sides of the square shaped tent and brought up to meet at a single point overhead, steadied by sturdy beams. There were small spaces in between each sheet that let the brilliant moonlight infiltrate into the tent. The beautiful, symbolic yellow, midnight blue and white flowers that we had picked out decorated every row of chairs and the grand piano that was resting in the corner. The poles that the airy sheets clung to were covered in gorgeous Swarovski crystals and diamonds and from the top of the tent hung a magnificent chandelier made entirely from the ravishing, shimmering minerals. Small crystal covered sconces lined the glistening support poles of the tent. As if the sconces weren't true works of art in themselves, stunning lit candles were placed inside each one of them. Lining the aisle and creating the perfect love-filled ambiance were more of these candles, the light fire blazing atop them and flickering with each soft gust of wind. The powerful moon and starlight reflected off of each and every crystal sending off sparkling glimmers of light throughout the tent- this must have been Alice's surprise! A stray tear escaped my eye as I could only compare this wondrous luminosity to Edward's sparkling body. And that's just what Alice was going for. She perfectly recreated the first time Edward and I declared our love for each other right here in this very meadow with Edward glistening precisely alike to the effect of these beautiful cascading crystals that covered almost every inch of space in the tent. That first special moment in which Edward and I laid and basked in for hours was now replicated here. Even the same feelings of elatedness and joy echoed throughout the walls. I couldn't imagine a scene more perfect.

I was so heavily absorbed in the breathtaking scene surrounding me that I hadn't even noticed that Charlie and I were walking down the aisle until our bodies came to a halt before my gorgeous husband to be. I don't know what kept me from fainting on the spot as I gazed into my personal Greek god's eyes. He looked even more handsome than ever (which I thought to be impossible) clad in his black tux and midnight blue tie that contrasted perfectly with his pale skin. His hair was flawlessly tousled as usual and he wore a smile on his lips and a loving gleam in his eyes. He didn't say a single word and didn't have to, the expression on his face spoke for itself.

Our serene moment of silent conversation was interrupted and I was reminded of my surroundings when Emmett, who promised to wed us in an attempt to make the ceremony more personal, announced, "Dear friends and family, with great affection for Isabella Marie Swan and Edward Anthony Masen Cullen we have gathered together to witness and bless their union in marriage. To this sacred moment they bring the fullness of their hearts as a treasure and a gift from God to share with one another. They bring the dreams, which bind them together in an eternal commitment. They bring their gifts and talents, their unique personalities and spirits, which God will unite into one being as they build their life together. We rejoice with them in thankfulness to the Lord for creating this union of hearts, built on friendship, respect and love."

I stole a quick glance at Edward and if I didn't know it was 9:00 at night, I would've thought the sun was shining full blast for Edward was absolutely sparkling.

"Our Father," Emmett continued in surprising seriousness, bringing my full attention off of my glowing fiancé and onto the ceremony that was about to commence, "Love has been Your richest and greatest gift to the world. Love between a man and woman, which mature into marriage, is one of Your most beautiful types of loves. Today we celebrate that love. May your blessing be on this wedding service. Protect, guide, and bless Isabella Marie Swan and Edward Anthony Masen Cullen in their marriage. Surround them and us with Your love now and always. Amen."

Emmett paused to throw a playful smile in our direction and continued, "Doubly blessed is the couple which comes to the marriage altar with the approval and blessings of their families and friends. Who has the honor of presenting this woman to be married to this man?"

Charlie squeezed my hand lightly before slowly responding with a quivering voice therefore breaking his carefully demised façade of nonchalance, "Her mother and I do."

As he handed me off to Edward I just barely heard him whisper, "Take care of my girl," before taking his seat next to Renee.

"And now, the traditional wedding ceremony begins with a song, usually one of sincere meaning to the couple. For the ceremony song, Edward has asked to perform his own composition." Emmett said as he winked at me.

Edward squeezed my hand one last time before he left to take a seat at the grand piano sitting in the corner of the tent. He stretched out his fingers before carefully placing them on the ivory keys and began his composition. Tears filled my eyes and streamed down my face as I instantly recognized the song from the first few complex notes. My lullaby. The beautiful harmony echoed throughout the tent and the members of the audience gasped in astonishment as they intently listened to the complex and gorgeous tune that Edward had composed for me. The entire room was completely still and quiet and every note played reverberated off the sides of the tent, creating an atmosphere of pure love. As the lullaby ended Edward tore his glance from the keys of the piano and onto my face that was stained with salty water. Good thing Alice had predicted this and forced me to wear waterproof makeup. Edward gave me a loving look that brought another round of tears before he left the piano bench, stood next to me, grabbed my hand and whispered, "I love you, My Bella."

Emmett said, "Isabella Marie Swan and Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, the covenant, which you are about to make with each other, is meant to be a beautiful and sacred expression of your love for each other. As you pledge your vows to each other, and as you commit your lives to each other, we ask that you do so in all seriousness, and yet with a deep sense of joy; with the deep conviction that you are committing yourselves to a dynamic growing relationship of trust, mutual support, and caring love.

Isabella Marie Swan, will you have Edward Anthony Masen Cullen to be your husband, to live together as your friend and mate? Will you love him as a person," Emmett's eyes glimmered and I let out a quick laugh at the remark of Edward being referred to as a person.

"Respect him as an equal," Emmet resumed, "Sharing joy as well as sorrow, triumph as well as defeat and keep him beside you as long as you both shall live? Do you promise to love, honor, clean up after, surrender your share of the blanket to, live with the flatulence of, and relinquish the remote to until death do you part?"

All my hopes for a serious and traditional wedding were obliterated as our friends and family erupted into a round of hysterics. Who was I kidding? With Emmett as our minister, something like this was bound to happen. I playfully glared at Emmett who was beaming, and looked into Edward's eyes, which were sparkling with humor, and responded, "I do."

"Edward Anthony Masen Cullen," Emmett continued with a sly grin plastered on his face, "Will you have Isabella Marie Swan to be your wife to live together as your friend and mate? Will you love her as a person; respect her as an equal, sharing joy as well as sorrow, triumph as well as defeat and keep her beside you as long as you both shall live? Will you promise to prostrate yourself before her, obey her every command and wish, serve her breakfast in bed every morning of your life and swear eternally before God and your lovely wife that you will not ever even look at another woman, as long as you both shall live?"

Once again the audience broke out into a roar of laughter and this time so did Edward as he squeezed my hand, causing a smile to spread across my face. He responded, " I do."

When Emmett announced that it was time for the wedding vows, I quickly and carefully recited the lines of the vow I had prepared to deliver in a desperate attempt to salvage the traditionality of the ceremony, "When I was a little girl, I prayed for a man who would sweep me off my feet and share my feelings, hopes, and dreams. God answered that prayer by giving me you, Edward. You made that dream come true. There is just one thing that's different — it is far more wonderful than I ever imagined. I dreamed of being in love, but I never dreamed of sharing my soul. I dreamed of sharing my thoughts, but I never dreamed someone could hear me without words. In my darkest trouble; in my brightest joys; in my coldest silence; in my warmest thoughts; I looked for you and you were there. I give you my life and all my love throughout eternity. For yesterday is only a dream and tomorrow is but a vision, but today well-lived makes every yesterday a dream of hope and tomorrow a vision of optimism. I love you and I am yours forever."

Edward face erupted into the most loving expression that I have ever seen and he brought my left hand up to daintily kiss my engagement ring as he took an unnecessary breath and began, "Bella, you are not the air that I breathe, you are the sweet scent that drifts upon it. You are not the sounds that I hear; you are the music of my life. You are not the food that I need; you are the nourishment of my soul. You are not my will to survive; you are my reason for living. It is with you that I experience the wonders of the world. It is with you that I triumph over the challenges in my path. It is your partnership that will lead me to the fulfillment of my dreams. It is your friendship that guides me as I grow and learn. It is your patience and wisdom that calms my restless nature. It is through you that I know my true self. I do not take you for granted; I cherish you. I do not need you, I choose you. I choose you today in witness of all the people who love us. I choose you tomorrow in the privacy of our hearts. I choose you in strength and in weakness. I choose you in health and sickness. I choose you in joy and sorrow. I will choose you, over all others, every day for all the days of my life."

Those all too familiar salty clear drops of liquid now freely streamed down my face as I turned to Emmett who began, "The wedding ring is a symbol of eternity."

He refrained from the lines and winked at Edward and I, knowing how literal the term 'eternity' really meant for us. Edward's firm grasp on my hands loosened as he began rubbing soothing circles on the underside of my palms.

Emmett continued, "It is an outward sign of an inward and spiritual bond which unites two hearts in endless love. And now as a token of your love and of your deep desire to be forever united in heart and soul, you Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, may place a ring on the finger of your bride."

Edward released his grip of my hands after squeezing them lightly, reached into his pocket and retrieved the wedding band that we had compromised to get for each other. I didn't want anything too elaborate, and I was already in love with the beauty of an engagement ring Edward had given me, so he promised to get me a simple wedding band for me to wear alongside my engagement ring. Edward slowly and delicately slid the ring onto my finger and rested it right beside my current ring as he spoke, "Isabella Marie Swan, I give you this ring as a symbol of our vows, and with all that I am, and all that I have, I honor you. With this ring, I thee wed."

As I looked down at the band he had just placed on my finger, I let out a soft, tear choked gasp and glanced up at him with all the love I could muster reflected in my eyes. The band was just as gorgeous as my engagement ring yet simple and delicate just as Edward had promised. It was pure white gold softly engraved with hibiscus flowers. I racked my memory to recall what Edward had told me hibiscus meant the day at the florist. I let another round of tears silently glide down my cheeks as I remembered the symbolism behind the sweet flower. Delicate beauty.

Emmett interrupted my tear session, "By the same token Isabella Marie Swan, you may place a ring on the finger of your groom."

Angela softly tapped me on my shoulder and delicately placed the ring I was to give Edward into the palm of my hand. I mouthed a thank you, which she returned with a sweet smile and I tried to compose myself enough to make it through my next lines. As I slowly and shakily let out a breath of air, Edward's icy hands swiped the tears from my cheeks in one swift and gentle wave of his fingers.

"Edward Anthony Masen Cullen," I started as I began to slide the white gold ring onto my fiancé's bare finger, "I give you this ring as a symbol of our vows, and with all that I am, and all that I have, I honor you. With this ring, I thee wed." Edward's smile encroached up to his eyes, which sparkled with pure love and desire.

I was torn away from my gorgeous Greek god as my name was softly muttered from behind. I turned to see Alice with a large smile on her face and a tall, slender candle with a small flame ablaze the wick in her hands. She cautiously handed the candle to me, probably recognizing that with my luck and clumsiness I would mostly likely drop the candle and set the whole tent afire, and motioned for me to turn around and face Emmett. I did as told and took my place in front of Emmett, who was holding a wide and thick unlit candle and next to Edward who now also held a tall, slender lit candle. Edward smiled at me and grabbed my free hand as I felt the far too familiar heat form in my neck and creep into my cheeks. Stupid-future-seeing-Pixie-of-a-Vampire. Curse her always-right visions!

Emmett interrupted my mental affliction of Alice's visions as he said, "Together the couple will pick up their individual candles and in unison they will light the center unity candle. Then they will blow out their own candles, symbolizing the end of their separate lives."

We did as Emmett said and simultaneously lit the unity candle and blew out our individual ones.

Emmett proceeded, "The two outside candles have been lighted to represent both your lives in this moment. They are two distinct lights, each capable of going their separate ways. As you join now in marriage, there is a merging of these two lights into one light. This is what the Lord meant when He said, "On this account a man shall leave his father and mother and be joined to his wife and the two shall be one flesh." From now on your thoughts shall be for each other rather than your individual selves. Your plans shall be mutual, your joys and sorrows shall be shared alike. As you each take a candle and together light the center one, you will extinguish your own candles, thus letting the center candle represent the union of your lives into one flesh. As this one light cannot be divided, neither shall your lives be divided but a united testimony. May the radiance of this one light be a testimony of your unity in the Lord."

Edward and I once again turned to face each other and Emmett progressed, "Now that Isabella Marie Swan and Edward Anthony Masen Cullen have given themselves to each other by the promises they have exchanged, I pronounce them to be husband and wife. May the love of God be above you to overshadow you, beneath you to uphold you, before you to guide you, behind you to protect you, close beside you and within you to make you able for all things, and to reward your faithfulness with the joy and peace which the world cannot give -- neither can it take away. Through our Lord, to whom be glory now and evermore. Amen."

Once again attempting to lighten the mood with a wise crack Emmett ended, "Edward, You have the right to remain silent, anything you say may be held against you, and you have the right to have an attorney present. You may kiss the bride. Viewer discretion advised Ladies and Gentlemen!"

For the third time in the ceremony, the crowd full of our close friends and family burst out into a fit of laughter. But I didn't pay attention, for I was too absorbed in Edward's glistening eyes to even care. As he beamed from ear to ear a stark ray of moonlight entered the tent, causing the hundreds of crystals and diamonds that were lining the poles and aisle to wildly glisten and reflect their beautiful rainbows of light to every surface of the tent. Edward grabbed my waist and dipped me down, kissing me with the most passion and desire that I have ever felt before he scooped me up bridal style and twisted to face the now cheering audience.

Emmett then happily boomed, "It is now my privilege to introduce to you for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Cullen!"

The crowd erupted in ear piercing shouts and screams and Edward bounded down the aisle as I tried and miserably failed to control my laughter. I grabbed my husband's face and planted a sweet kiss on his lips. "I love you." I breathlessly said through a wide, toothy grin.

"Today is the first day of an eternity of unity." He responded, his eyes twinkling with love.

So, there you have it- the second chapter! Hope you all enjoyed it! I'm currently working on the 3rd chapter, The Reception, so please stay tuned! Please review! I LOVE getting your feedback on my story! Thanks again for reading! I'll update ASAP.