*The first chords of Iris by Goo Goo Dolls ring through the air as the doors open. You step forward, your white dress shimmering, its 10-foot train flowing behind you. Your curly hair frames your face, glowing in the candlelight. Your dad holding your hand tearing up. And a bouquet of daisys in ur other hand.

All eyes are on you, but you only see him.

Slash stands at the altar, his black suit sharp against his wild curls . His sunglasses are gone—his dark eyes locked onto you, unguarded, unreadable. As you draw closer, he exhales, lips parting slightly.

“Damn,” he murmurs, just for you.

The world fades. Just him, just you, and the moment stretching into forever.