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Yes, she had a brief moment of weakness when she doubted that love was enough to make their relationship work. But now, she realized that it was all they needed to be together forever.

“Are we doing this now?” Still in shock at the suddenness, looking at the dashing man in a black tux before her. While she had changed into this beautiful white wedding gown that Abby made for her, using the size she used to make her other gown.

She had never dreamed of a fairytale wedding or a prince. All she had ever wanted was a man who would accept her for who she was. Nothing more. Nothing less. The rest was just a bonus.

But she believed she received more than she deserved, looking at their friends who helped Marcus arrange this wedding ceremony. They all worked behind her back, preparing for this night. She never even had a clue.

“Yes, we are. And you just made me the happiest man for agreeing to be my wife very soon.” He looked at the officiating priest who stood before them, reciting the beginning of the ceremony.

She still could not believe it, hearing the beginning of the wedding ritual as her eyes wandered around the room. Somehow, her friends had transformed the ballroom into a wedding occasion as new flowers littered the room.

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But more than that, her lips widened with some tears threatening to drop in her eyes when she saw his brother standing so proudly as she remembered him walking her in the aisle.

“Promise me that you will never make my sister cry,” Andy spoke to Marcus in his manly voice, attempting to sound like he was already a man. She almost laughed and cried simultaneously, remembering how her brother was still trying to protect her.

Now, she could not wait to say I do and wear his ring.

Marcus was right. The only thing that mattered now was how they felt for each other. The rest of the world who believed they should not be together could shove their disapproval up their asses because she did not care about them anymore.

“Do you take Jacky to be your wife...” The priest asked Marcus, looking at him while her soon-to-be husband fixed his eyes on her.

“There is nothing in the world I would like more than to be her husband.” Marcus almost shouted on stage. “I do.” He took the ring and placed it on her finger, kissing her knuckles afterward.

Now, it was her turn. “Do you take Marcus to be your husband...” As the priest recited his long lines, she could not wait anymore to say her answer. “I do. I want nothing else but to be his wife.” Jacky did not let the priest finish what he had to say.

She believed she had made Marcus wait long enough. It would not be fair to delay the declaration of their marriage another second longer. Besides, she also could not wait for the kissing of the bride part.

“You have to put his ring on.” The priest reminded her, smiling at her eagerness. He handed her the ring he had blessed under the wedding rites. Then she quickly put it on his ring finger.

She guessed all that was missing was the official announcement of them being husband and wife. She could hear the cheers and waves of laughter around them. She was sure that they were also anxious to have this wedding over.

She finally glanced at the people cheering them on from the beginning of their relationship. And even their new friends, supporting them through their ups and downs. She could not be more than happy to have them witness this momentous event of her life.

“Now, by the power vested in me by our Lord, our God, I pronounced you husband and wife.” The priest blessed them, making a huge sign of the cross. “You may now kiss your wife.” The priest encouraged Marcus as if he needed one.

Hastily, Marcus pulled her toward him, meeting him halfway as he enveloped her in his tight embrace. Then, his lips were on hers. He took what was now officially his, by law and in the eyes of God.

“Hey, save some of that for later.” Someone from the crowd shouted, making them finally realize that they were not alone.

She gradually returned to her reality. She was now married to the man she never even dreamed about when she was young. A man she always thought was beyond her reach.

But she realized now that nothing was impossible. Even the wildest dream had a possibility of coming true if one would believe it hard enough. She was living proof of that. She was a living testimony.

“I guess we can continue this later and on our honeymoon. Luckily, I won the dinner and the trip.” Marcus happily informed her, making her discover that everything was a setup.

The luxury trip that the charity auctioned, together with the beautiful necklace currently dangling in front of her. It was all a setup for his master plan.

But who was she to be mad at this deception? Why would she punish him for making all this effort to put a smile on her face? When all he ever did was to make her happy.

“Thank you.” She placed her hands on his cheeks, cradling his face as she stared into his eyes. “Thank you for making me the luckiest and happiest wife in the entire world.”

She honestly believed that half of the women population would envy her at this moment. They would want to be in her shoes because she married a great man.

He was not the ideal man for any woman when she met him. But she was not either. But they had managed to overcome that obstacle in their lives. Because of their past, their relationship had grown and strengthened.

Finally, they both decided that the truth would both set them free. Both honestly believed love did not have to be perfect. It just had to be honest.

No more lies. No more secrets.