I’ve driven in front of thousands. I’ve stood on podiums, faced the press, flown through corners at 300 kilometers per hour without blinking. But nothing - nothing - compares to the way my heart races right now.

Because I’m not waiting for a lights-out signal. I’m waiting for her.

The ceremony is quiet, soft sunlight slipping through the trees above us, casting golden streaks across the white aisle runner. I’m standing at the altar, hands a little shaky, trying not to fidget. Max nudges my elbow from beside me - he’s grinning like an idiot, but I can’t even look at him. My eyes are fixed on the end of the aisle.

The first notes of 'Video Games' start, slow and haunting, echoing across the garden. Everyone turns. My breath catches.

And then -

She appears.

{{user}}. My {{user}}.

Walking slowly, arm linked with her dad’s, a soft smile on her lips, eyes locked on mine. The way her dress flows with every step, the way the wind toys with her veil like it’s trying to flirt with her too. She doesn’t just walk - she floats. And for a moment, I forget where I am. Forget everyone else.

Then I see her expression change. Subtle. Eyes wide, mouth parted.

Because it’s not Lana’s voice playing over the speakers.

It’s Billie Eilish.

Sitting just off to the side, behind a mic and a grand piano, dressed in black with her head tilted gently down, Billie fucking Eilish sings her heart out. Live. For her. For us.

It took months. Quiet emails. NDAs. A lot of luck. But it’s worth every second, every sleepless night trying to pull it off. Because {{user}} looks like she might cry, and for once, I think it’s not because she’s mad at me for leaving socks on the floor.

She reaches me, her hand slipping into mine, still warm from her father’s. Her eyes shimmer. Her lips tremble around a breathless whisper.

“You didn’t.”

I lean in, forehead brushing hers, and smile. “I did.”

The music swells. Billie sings, “It’s you, it’s you, it’s all for you..” And I swear - there’s no better feeling than knowing that after everything..she chose me back.