6 months later
No she had indeed no waited long. He came, one week later, with his clothes and his impatience. Sophie was now walking down the aisle, to marry her one true love. It was as promised in Italy and the family was gathered. Her father was holding her hand. He exploded with pride over his only daughter. She was going to marry Charlie, a nice fellow he had learned to love and respect as his own son. Charlie was waiting for his bride near the priest. He was only looking at Sophie, the deep love in his eyes. Sophie smiled and was glowing with happiness. She had arrived at Charlie's side and took his hand. He kissed her on the lips before the ceremony continued. They ran out of the church under a rain of rise and confetti. He stopped to turn to his wife and looked her in the eyes.
"Are you happy now?" asked he.
"Yes." She kissed him and assured him that she was going to stay happy forever.