9 years of friendship.

4 years of dating.

A year of being engaged.

And finally, here Spencer was.

Standing in front of the team, his mother, your family, dressed in a tuxedo.

He watched as you walked down the aisle, his heartbeat pounding against his ribs.

You looked so beautiful… that dress, the music, the crowd.

This moment was even better than he’d imagined it.

The smile on his face was so big his cheeks were aching, his hands folded together before him.