The wedding was beautiful beyond belief and the very next day, William and now Elizabeth Turner would be heading off for their new home in London. Both currently resided in Nottingham and agreed London would be a beautiful place for them both.
Packing the last bags into the small car, Will and Elizabeth took a moment of peace before climbing into the car. "You ready, love?" Will questioned softly, turning on the car. Elizabeth nodded excitingly. "Yes, Will, I am." She shut her eyes as she curled into the leather seat. Will took her small hand into his before heading off.
Three hours of driving, they soon arrived in London. Elizabeth's eyes flickered open and she let out a loud gasp at the beautiful scenery. Another twenty minutes of driving, they arrived at the small home they had purchased before the wedding. "We're home." Will spoke proudly, eyes turning to his new wife.
Both got out of the car and the cold weather engulfed them. When Elizabeth shivered, Will brought her to his body to warm her. Elizabeth's shoulders shook from holding back sobs, causing Will to look down. "What's wrong, Elizabeth?" His voice was soft and soothing, hands brushing against her back.
"It's just, all so beautiful…" She whispered hoarsely, hiding her face into Will's neck. "Not once did I think that we would actually get married." She spoke lamely, wiping at her cheeks with the back of her hands. "Yet here we are, standing before our home. In London…" Her voice disappeared after a moment.
Will chuckled and kissed her cheek. "Well, love, it's meant to be. We're meant to be together, and this is where we are meant to be." He finally took her hand and led her up the short path and into their new home.
