Vickie Thomas and Gregory Graham gathered their thoughts.
They could not remember when they kissed for the first time.
All they remembered was the fuzzy warm rays of sunshine that afternoon, captivating them in their hearts.
Eventually, they concluded to have their wedding on the 3rd day of the Chinese Lunar Calendar the month after.
According to Mr. Osborne, the Chinese Lunar Calendar stated that it was an auspicious day to get married.
When it came to picking the location, Gregory knew that Vickie had always loved the ocean. Worried that his enemies might intentionally create a ruckus at his wedding, it did not seem safe to hold the wedding at an ordinary beach. That was how he decided to hold the wedding on his private island.
It had been a while since he bought that island and Vickie was quite curious about its name. She decided to ask him. As he looked deeply into her eyes, he whispered a name.
She felt her cheeks burn.
“The island is called V island”
V. Of course she knew what it meant.
It suddenly dawned on her that he intended to give her an island a long time ago. Perhaps that was the time when the man decided to be with her for the rest of his life, but Vickie did not realize that until now.
Her heart warmed at the thought of this and all traces of reluctance and uncertainty disappeared.
The big day arrived soon.
As Vickie grew up in an orphanage, she had no family. The only person she had was Grandpa Glenn, the director of the orphanage, but unfortunately, he had passed on a while ago. That was how Mr. Osborne ended up being the person walking her down the aisle.
Mr. Osborne was Gregory’s close acquaintance, and he watched the two of them grow from children to lovers. He was a mentor, a friend, and a father figure to her.
He was someone who knew where he stood and never overstepped any boundaries. The air around him was always warm, and it was from him that Vickie understood what fatherly love felt like.
Decorated with flowers in full bloom, a grand feast was laid as the white silk swayed in the wind. Sounds of laughter filled every corner as the air bustled with energy and a wave of serenity.
Their friends, Nell Jennings, Gideon Sam Leith, Liam Jackman, Janet Hancock, Massimo Nolan, and Joel Foster had all subsequently arrived.
As the Wedding March played, the group watched as Mr. Osborne walked Vickie down the aisle, her hand hooked onto his elbow. Emotions roared at the bottom of their hearts.
This couple went through a lot before they got to be where they were now. When the day ended, Vickie was officially his legal wife.
The two of them had beat around the bush for many years. He felt grateful that she did not leave him. He was glad that they had each other for the rest of their lives.
Mr. Osborne had already brought Vickie to the front of the altar.
He looked at Gregory. His usually kind and compassionate complexion was now bottled up with emotions. It was rare to see him that way.
“I am willing to handover Vickie to you, Young Master, but you must promise me one thing. Will you love, protect, and care for her in sickness and in health? Will you protect her at all costs?”
Gregory muttered in a deep voice, “I will.”
Convinced, Mr.Osborne handed Vickie over.
Lifting his hands, Gregory took hers and guided her to the stage.
The pastor had already arrived at that time. As Mr. Osborne was not her biological father, they did not ask him to give a speech. It was already good enough that he agreed to fill the void.
He looked at the couple. They were a perfect match for each other. He smiled. “Mr. Gregory Graham, would you love Miss Vickie Thomas forever, and protect her from harm? Would you cherish her, for richer for poorer, in sickness and health, till death do you part?”
Gregory had never been so sure his entire life. “I do.”
The pastor repeated his statement to Vickie.
With a smile on her face, Vickie replied, “I do.”
“I now pronounce you, Mr. Gregory Graham, and you, Ms. Vickie Thomas, husband, and wife!” The pastor announced.
Delighted, the audience roared in excitement.
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