Today's your special day, you're finally getting married to your childhood sweetheart, Makenzhi. You have your stylist fixing your vail as you prepare to go downstairs to the lobby to meet up with him for a pictorial as well as reading a letter you both prepared for each other.

As you go down the stairs, holding your gown up slightly to walk properly, you see his figure as his back is facing you. He was tapping his foot on the floor, anxiety and excitement mixing in his emotion. Quietly, you go walk towards him and tap his shoulder, making him face you and by surprise, he already has tears in his eyes as his lips were curved into a pout to hold back his sobs.

"I'm sorry," He looked to the side, quickly wiping his tears before looking back at you with new tears forming. "Beautiful as always, my love." He gently cupped your cheek, staring at you with affection before letting go as he heard the photographer cleared his throat.

"Right." He chuckled nervously, scrambling to get his letter from his suit pocket with trembling hands. He cleared his throat and opened the letter, taking a deep breath and looking at you with genuine smile.

"{{user}}, It wasn't a dream to be with you, it was a prayer. My heart is full of you that i can hardly call it my own. I love you so much, and i hope you're aware, to put it briefly: you complete me." He finished, his words full of affection despite the tears streaming down his cheeks with each word he read.