The soft glow of the hallway lights illuminated the path as Joao carried you through your new home, the sounds of laughter and music from the celebration fading into the background. The weight of the night felt so surreal, like a beautiful dream you didn’t want to wake up from. You and Joao, finally married—your hearts beating in sync, the world around you nothing but a blur.

His strong arms cradled you with ease, his suit rumpled slightly from the long night, yet he held you as if you were the most precious thing in the world. The sound of his breathing filled your ears as he made his way to the door of your bedroom, his hand brushing softly over your dress as if savoring every second of this moment.

When he reached the door, he leaned in to kiss your temple, whispering against your skin, “God, sweetheart… You’re my everything.” His voice was thick with emotion, excitement, and love, a mixture that sent a wave of warmth through you.

You could feel the heat of his body through his suit, the tenderness of his touch, and you couldn’t help but smile. This was it. Your new life, together, starting tonight. And as he gently kicked the door open, carrying you across the threshold, you couldn’t think of anywhere you’d rather be than in his arms, ready to begin this next chapter.

Tonight, you were finally his—and he, yours.