A/N: Now we're at the end, after several years, and I am so sorry that I've been such a slow uploader. It could've been better or worse, but I think it's good enough. Thanks to everyone who have favourited, followed and/or reviewed, you have no idea about how much of a help it has been. I'm glad I'm finished though, and I know I'll write other stories since I have over three stories I've started writing, but I decided to turn my full attention to this story instead. Goodbye, I hope you enjoyed this story, and I hope you'll leave a review.

I don't own Hetalia.

Epilogue:

Many years passed, and Lovina and Antonio stayed together. When Antonio proposed, Lovina, at this point seventeen, felt she could never have been happier. Which she later found wasn't exactly true.

"Are you sure I don't look fat in this, Feli?" Lovina asked.

"Completely sure. You look beautiful in it." Said bridesmaid answered.

Now Lovina was twenty, soon to be twenty-one. She had been planning and arranging this day for a long time, as had Antonio, and all their friends.

"I still can't believe it. To think you and Antonio would be the first to get married."

"It's not so strange, you could've been here too if your potato had been out a little earlier."

"Ludwig want us to wait until we've both gotten proper jobs and can get by~"

"We'll make it work. After all, Toni has a job, and I do as well. His gives more money, but I'll get another one." She shrugged.

"I didn't criticise your decisions."

"You better fucking not." At this, Ciro, wearing a suit, entered, seemingly older.

"Language, Lovi. It's time." Suddenly Lovina panicked.

"I'm not done yet!"

"Lovi, you've been done for several hours. Go out and meet your groom." Feli teased.

Then they heard the music start, and the doors opened. Lovina took Ciro's hand, and Feli took the veil's tips. Alishia, Maddie and Bella, that Lovina had gotten awfully close to in these last years, waited in the next room, and Alishia helped Feli with the veil, while the two others were flower girls.

The girls all wore matching dresses in different colours. Light pink for Alishia, baby blue for Feli, light green for Bella and light purple for Maddie. The dresses had long sleeves, and went far down on the back. The skirt went a little under the girls' knees and made their upper bodies' forms more prominent by being pretty wide. They all had a white belt around their waists, as well as a white band in their hair. The flowers were in the same colours as the bridesmaids' dresses, or just plain white.

Lovina entered, careful not to fall over or slip up or anything, because everything had to be perfect today. Her dress was white and her hair was braided, the braid carefully sat onto her hair with hairpins. In her hair, a lot of ribbons in the bridesmaids' colours had been tied as well, and on top of that, a beautiful long veil. The dress itself was a little as the bridesmaids', except that hers was a onepiece, which hugged her legs tightly, also adding to the hardships of wearing it. It was long enough to touch the floor, even when the wearer was wearing high heels. All of the people present, turned to look at the beautiful bride, who, in turn, looked at her groom. The groom looked back at her, he looked completely lost and loving at his soon-to-be wife.

Lovina got over to Antonio, and smiled a little. "You look like you've never seen me before."

"You're beautiful..." Antonio sighed with a lovestruck look in his eyes.

"First realised that now?" Lovina answered, even though she herself had the same look in her eyes.

The priest made them shut up, and started the ceremony.

"We are gathered here today..." And the couple didn't hear more, too occupied with looking at each other. The best men were Francis and Gilbert of course, who had promised not to mess anything up. They noticed that the couple didn't listen to anything the priest said, and decided that they should probably do something about that.

"Do you, Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, take this woman by your side as your wife, and be with her through hardships and prosperity, until death do you part?"

"I do." He zoned in just in the right moment, which may or may not have been due to the fact that Gilbert and Francis had a little arsenal of pebbles in their pockets to throw if someone got distracted, which was the only thing they were allowed to do, other than what was written as the best man's job.

Then the priest said the same to Lovina, with a few variables. She answered promptly.

"I do," Lovina had zoned back in with Antonio, which probably was a good thing.

"You may now kiss the bride." Antonio, not even waiting for the signal, kissed Lovina passionately.

"I've waited so long for this." He whispered against her lips, and she thought to herself:

'I'm glad I stopped running from my fucking problems.'

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