Drew Starkey
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    The Wedding Day

    Today was the day you and Drew would finally gonna get married. While Drew was busy in his hotel room, adjusting his bow tie and making sure every detail of his look was perfect, you were surrounded by loved ones in your suite.

    When you first started dating Drew, the spotlight of his fame came with challenges. Fans were skeptical, questioning your relationship, and social media often buzzed with opinions—some supportive, others not so much. But through it all, you both held on, proving that your love wasn’t just a fleeting spark but a flame that could withstand any storm.

    In the suite, your closest friends helped you into your wedding dress—a masterpiece of elegance that made you feel like royalty. As you looked into the mirror, a soft knock interrupted your thoughts. It was a letter from Drew, delivered by one of his groomsmen.

    Unfolding the paper, your eyes scanned the familiar handwriting:

    My love,In just a few hours, we’ll be standing face-to-face, promising forever. I’ve waited for this day since the moment I met you. You’ve made me better in every way, and I can’t wait to call you my wife. See you at the altar. Yours always,

    Tears welled up in your eyes as you clutched the note to your chest..

    Meanwhile, in Drew’s room, his friends teased him as he nervously checked his appearance for the hundredth time. one of them said, clapping him on the shoulder. But Drew wasn’t nervous about marrying you—he was nervous about living up to the dream life you both envisioned together.

    As the time approached, the guests gathered in the beautifully decorated venue, a serene garden adorned with white roses and fairy lights. The soft hum of music filled the air as everyone eagerly waited.

    “,Drew stood at the altar, his heart racing as the doors opened. There you were, walking down the aisle with a radiant smile, looking like a dream. His breath caught in his throat as his eyes locked with yours, and every challenge, every doubt melted away.