He stood at the front of the aisle next to Luke. Even though Luke could be considered his guardian, he was also Jesse's best man. No other man had shown an ounce of the kindness Luke had shown him in his times of trouble. Paris was making her way down the white aisle to the melody of Cannon in D. Then, the music changed to Ave Maria, and everyone began to stand up. Rory began her descent down the aisle with her mother on her hand. She took his breathe away. She looked stunning in her simple, white dress. Absolutely stunning.
Everyone was looking at her, but she was looking at him. She couldn't take her eyes off of him. From the distance of the aisle, their eyes met. There was a connection that nobody could break, and nothing else mattered at that moment. Everyone else disappeared. There was nothing either of them wanted more.
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The ceremony was simple…just the way they had wanted it. Love is what matters, not possessions and decorations.
"I, Jesse, take you Rory to be my lawful wedded wife, to love and to hold, in sickness and in health, for better or for worse, for as long as we both shall live."
"I, Rory, take you Jesse to be my lawful wedded husband, to love and to hold, in sickness and in health, for better or for worse, for as long as both as we both shall live."
"So…with the power invested in me, by the state of Connecticut, I now pronounce you husband and wife."
A kiss sealed their love, and they turned to walk down the aisle, hand-in-hand, as husband and wife.
"I love you, Rory. I have never been happier in my entire life."
"I love you, too. I cannot imagine how not so long ago I was feeling suffocating loneliness. Now, I am overwhelmed with love and fulfillment. You have made me happy again. You have completed me."
"And that, in an of itself, is what defines my existence."
The connection they had both been feeling in their hearts was now sealed for life…for long as they both shall live. Together, there would be no more loneliness, no more tears…and they never wanted nothing more.