There it goes...the end. Thanks for all your comments and your support. You have been awesome!!!!
I already wrote a sequel to this story but not ready to post yet. Enjoy that last one!!!
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Excitement planed in the air. She could almost feel like an electric wave. The church was filled with the sweet scent of mini-callas and pink and white roses. Silence floated over the crowd. The doors were closed and behind, a feverish bride looked dreamily at the doors. Breathing deeply, she felt a warm hand caressing her palm. She lifted her gaze and met the same hazel eyes as her. A radiant smile illuminated her face and a question burned her lips. She turned her head and slid her arm under the elbow of her father.
"Daddy, are you proud of me?" she murmured softly. His gaze became misty and in the same time, steadier. All the souvenirs of her laughs, her determination, her tears, her victories, her successes and dreams danced in his mind. A discreet sigh escaped his lips and tenderly, he brushed his fingers against the tip of her nose.
"I am proud of you, my little Sue. Proud of your decisions, proud of your determination and proud of the woman you become. I thank God for the blessing He gave me…and your mother. I am proud of the man you chose. He is a fine man and I know, you are a blessing in his life. I am gladly stepping back to let Jack takes is rightful position in your heart" he whispered while leaning and lay a gentle kiss on her cheeks. A lump of emotions formed in her throat. She was speechless.
It was time. Still speechless, she straightened up and looked ahead. The doors opened slowly and at the cue of her father, she walked down the aisle. She could see her family and her friends in a blurry sight. Her attention was totally monopolized by the dark-haired man and mesmerized chocolate eyes. She couldn't hear the note of violin flying in the church but she could feel her heart playing a lovely music in her chest.
Her father and she stopped walking and she turned her head. Her father leaned and kissed her cheek. He took her hand and delicately, he laid her hand in Jack's palms. Ensuring that Sue could read his lips, he said:
"I know that I have been dethroned as man of her life but I gladly admit my defeat" he said with a light tone.
"Take care of my little girl Jack" he then said, his voice trembling of emotion. Jack felt the emotion of his father-in-law and perceived the solemn wish.
"I promise you sir. She is the apple of my eyes" declared huskily Jack and then he drowned his chocolaty eyes in hers. The pastor started the ceremony and the words echoed in Jack's mind.
Sitting on the benches, all friends and families felt the emotions traveling towards them. Love and joy overpowered them and tears filled many eyes.
Then, the pastor backed up to let the bride and groom declared their vows. Her light voice filled the church as her hands flied to speak her language of heart.
"I, Sue, take you, Jack, to be my lawfully wedded husband, my constant friend, my faithful partner and my love from this day forward."
As these words floated, Tara felt the warm fingers of her love playing with her engagement ring. Glancing through the veil of her lashes, she admired Bobby…the man she loves, her best friend, her partner in all her dreams…
"In the presence of God, our family and friends, I offer you my solemn vow to be your faithful partner in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as in sorrow."
These words enveloped her heart and some pain crushed her soul. At that moment, a hush voice whispered to her ears: "I promised you Dani to stay at your side." The pain was washed again and she smiled, totally in love.
"I promise to love you unconditionally, to support you in your goals, to honor and respect you, to laugh with you and cry with you, and to cherish you for as long as we both shall live."
On another bench, dark-color fingers interlaced some dark feminine fingers. The mature man glanced at the woman he was married with, for over twenty years. Through all these years, they laughed, they cried but mostly, they loved each other. Donna supported him, he cherished her and he could not vision his life without her. He brushed his fingers against the cold metal of her wedding band. She leaned and whispered to his ears.
"I love you too Demetrius" she murmured before reporting her attention to the couple.
Jack repeated the same vows, out loud and signing. He could not detach his eyes from her: He was too afraid to pinch himself: afraid to realize it might be a dream. However, he knew that was not a dream. She was there, standing, her hazel eyes twinkling of millions of promises and dreams: their dreams.
The words of the pastor reached his ears: "I now declared you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride".
He chuckled, thinking he will not need to be told twice. Smiling, he captured her lips. They tasted like vanilla. Hands clapping reached his ears and he chuckled. He felt her lips smiling against his. A sigh of pure contentment left his mouth.
She was his…he was her…the world was theirs…
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It was raining. He could smell it. The dark palette of the night was shattered by dazzling lightning. Roaring thunders overpowered any existing noises. The wind pushed the rain and wet his suit. He didn't mind. The smell of hot concrete cooled down by the cold water tickled his nostrils. The night was well settled and the newly wedded couple had left few hours earlier. The evening had been filled with laughs and tears.
Now, the nature was clearing away the heavy humidity that enveloped them all day. He loved watching that hypnotizing violence of nature. Raindrops streamed down along the sidewalks and lawn. Wind gusts knocked the trees and branches danced ferociously in the air.
Breathing deeply, he was waiting for her. A dreamy smile stirred slowly on his lips. He perceived the sound of her laugh: he had the impression to hear a little girl giggling. He felt her fingers brushing the skin of his hand. He turned his head and drowned his gaze into her.
Her deep green eyes shone and laughed. Raindrops clung on her curls and twinkled under the lightning. Tonight, he realized that the constant pain that lived in him for so long disappeared. It probably vanished the night that she slid that white-gold ring around her finger. But tonight…
He shrugged…speechless. He was unable to express in words how he felt tonight. She remained silent. He loved her for that: accepting his pensive mood. Rain continued its litany and thunders roared louder. They watched the storm passed. None of them said a word, lost in their thoughts, happy to be together. Fingers interlaced, they waited.
Then, the lightnings flashed with less intensity, the rain became lighter and the air was cooler. On the corner on his eyes, he observed goosebumps appearing on her arms. Silently, he removed his tux coat and covered her shoulders.
She turned her head and smiled to him. She tilted her head and took a step forward. She was ready to go home. As he was on the way to open his umbrella, he felt her fingers on his wrist and he caught a glimpse as she shook her head. She loved walking under the rain. He watched her, as the drizzle rapidly soaked her hair, the vest, her dress…
And then, she leaned back her head and started laughing: it was a laugh of freedom and happiness. It echoed like silver-bells. At that moment, he became conscious of how he felt: he was free. He was not a captive of his emotions, of his wounds or his past. Forgiveness and love washed again that constant pain. He did not need to envelop himself in a blanket of pride and sadness.
He walked to join her. The rain ran along his hair, his cheeks, his neck and soaked his shirt. Her laugh echoed and he stopped on his tracks. Between the droplets, he noticed her tears. But her smile contradicted her tears.
At that moment, words she said to him, few years back, flashed in mind:
I truly believe that if your lover could perceive your tears trough the rain, that means he or she truly loves you.
He could see her tears in the rain. These were tears of joy. He approached her and tenderly, he brushed them away. He felt her hot tears clinging to his thumbs. A radiant smile blossomed on her full lips.
He leaned over and captured her lips under his. A moan escaped her mouth as he deepened his kiss. He felt her body snuggling under his and felt her fingers gripping gently his hair. She smelled like lily and her lips tasted like raspberry.
She was finally his.
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THE END!!!
