Honeymoon

(Camilla’s POV) [A month later] Today is a big day for both of us. Until now, I still can't believe that I’m going to marry him. Who would have thought that our fake engagement would actually lead to real marriage. The sun is warm on my face as I stand at the altar with Kalel standing beside me. The place is filled with the laughter of children, the excited chatter of our friends, and the gentle strains of the wedding march. I can’t believe it. We’re actually doing this. We’re getting married. If this is a dream… I hope I don't wake up from it. My eyes diverted to the small boy slowly approaching us to the altar. In his hand is a small pillow containing our wedding rings. I couldn't help, but smile as he made his way towards our direction. JM is so happy to be a part of this. He begged us to be the one to deliver our rings, and who are we to refuse that very cute request? “You look beautiful, Camilla,” he said, his voice laced with innocence. I smiled sweetly at him. “Thank you, dear.”