This should have been the happiest day of your life.

But as you walked down the large, expansive aisle of the chapel towards the altar, you didn’t feel anything, especially as you lock eyes with the man sitting in the center of the crowd, the only one you’ve ever loved. Tedros. He sat ram-rod straight, completely ignoring you.

Instead, you fixed your gaze upon the one standing at the altar for you.

Derek was clean in a pristine white outfit, crown already sitting on his head. His shaggy brown bob encompassed his head, and he couldn’t stop grinning. As you finally reached him, the crowds waited to see him offer one of his massive arms and guide you up.

He was so handsome, like a fairy-tale prince up close, especially with his broad shoulders and strong, attractive features.