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The wedding dress arrived at 7 AM
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Elara opened the box in her bedroom. White and simple. Knee–length with delicate lace sleeves. A fitted bodice that flared slightly at the waist. Nothing dramatic, no needs or long veil. Nothing over the top. Just elegant and perfect for a small ceremony in Santorini.
She got ready alone. Did her own makeup. Pinned her hair into a loose updo with a few strands framing her face. Slipped into the dress and looked at herself in the mirror.
This was it. Her wedding day.
At 9:30 AM, the driver knocked on her door. “Mrs. Vance, the car is ready.”
She grabbed her small bouquet of white roses. Took one last look at herself. Walked downstairs and climbed into the back of the car.
The drive took fifteen minutes. Through winding streets. Past white buildings and blue domes. Up a hill to a small parish ucked away from the tourist areas. Quiet and beautiful.
The driver opened her door. “Good luck, ma’am.”
Elara stepped out. Her heels clicked against the stone pathway leading to the entrance.
Marcus was already there. Standing outside the small church. Dressed in a perfectly tailored suit. Navy blue. No tie. Just a crisp white shirt with the top button undone. Hair styled back..
He turned when he heard her footsteps. His eyes met hers.
For a second, neither of them moved.
Then Marcus walked toward her. Offered his arm. “Ready?”
‘As I’ll ever be.”
They walked inside together,
The parish was tiny. Maybe twenty seats total. Stained glass windows letting in colored light. Flowers arranged samply at the altar An officiant waiting with a kind smile.
No guests No family Just them.
The officiant greeted them warmly Spoke in accented English about love and commitment and partnership. Words that telt too real for what this actually was
Then came the vows
“Do you, Marcus Thorne, take Elara Vance to be your lawfully wedded wife?”
In health and in wealth, in sickness and in death bla bla bla and all those things they say in a wedding
“I do”
“Do you. Elara Vance, take Marcus Thorne to be your lawfully wedded husband?”
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Chapter 12
Chapter 42
The wedding dress arrived at 7 AM.
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Elara opened the box in her bedroom. White and simple. Knee–length with delicate lace sleeves. A fitted bodice that flared slightly at the waist. Nothing dramatic, no needs or long veil. Nothing over the top. Just elegant and perfect for a small ceremony in Santorini.
She got ready alone. Did her own makeup. Pinned her hair into a loose updo with a few strands framing her face. Slipped into the dress and looked at herself in the mirror.
This was it. Her wedding day.
At 9:30 AM, the driver knocked on her door. “Mrs. Vance, the car is ready.”
She grabbed her small bouquet of white roses. Took one last look at herself. Walked downstairs and climbed into the back the car.
The drive took fifteen minutes. Through winding streets. Past white buildings and blue domes. Up a hill to a small parish tucked away from the tourist areas. Quiet and beautiful.
The driver opened her door. “Good luck, ma’am.”
Flara stepped out. Her heels clicked against the stone pathway leading to the entrance.
is was already there. Stand white shirt with the top
turned when he he
For a second, n
Then Mar
side the small church. Dressed in a perfectly tailored suit. Navy blue. No tie. Just a
one. Hair styled back..
His eyes met hers.
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gether.
family. Just them.
greeted them warmly. Spoke in accented
for what this actually was.
came the vows
you, Marcus Thorne, take Flara Var
health and in wealth, in sickn
I do”
Do you, Fla
red light. Flowers arranged simply at the
mmitment and partnership Words that telt
those things they say in a wedding
Tully wedded husband?”
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Her mouth felt dry. Her heart was racing. This was just a contract. Just paperwork. Nothing real.
“I do.”
“Then by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.”
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Elara turned to face Marcus. She actually expected maybe a quick peck. Something for show even though no one was watching. Because with Marcus you never really know, he acts all lovey dovey today and tomorrow he doesn’t even speak to
you.
But Marcus stepped closer. Held her face in his hands. And kissed her.
Really kissed her.
Soft at first. Like he was testing the waters, then deeper. His mouth moving against hers like he meant it. Like this was real. Like they were actually in love instead of two people playing roles.
Elara kissed him back. She couldn’t help it, after he made her horny during the charity event night, she hasn’t even had tim for her vibrator. So she’ll take the crumbs she hers now, mehn celibacy is not easy oooo.
Her hands went to his chest. His jacket. Pulling him closer. She kissed him even harder.
When they finally pulled apart, she was breathless.
The officiant smiled. “Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Thorne.”
T
apers. Official documents that made it legal. Made her Elara Thorne instead of Elara Vance.
ingle. Another blink eng
n Marcus’s world.
otographer was wa ged it this morning
gratulations! Let’s
They posed in fro
“Beautiful!
Marc
k married. Ohh and also pregnant, shit that was another issue
of knows what he was doing just from his looks.. Marcus must
around her waist. Her head tilted toward him. Smiling like newlyweds.
leaned in and kissed her aga
ay
most of it. Uncomfort
a whispered duri
o another
Stumbled
in the steps of the church. Walking band
for cameras like this.
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