I was so touched that he’d written our vows. They were beautiful and graceful. His words brought tears to my eyes, and he spoke so eloquently – and most of all, as he promised his love to me, I knew that we would become united as one.
After kissing my husband, I turned around and smiled at our friends and family. It was a magical moment to be standing there with Austin. We were husband and wife.
I refused to let his mother’s glares and loud, deep sighs ruin my day. As far as I was concerned, she was lucky I let her show up. I knew how much Austin adored her and did it for him, but I’ve avoided her as much as possible until this point. I hated her all ready, and I didn’t see that situation improving. She couldn’t pocket her disapproval for one moment.
I’ll be honest, it doesn’t give me especially warm feelings that she’ll be a part of our lives, but Austin swears there are redeeming qualities about her somewhere deep inside. I guess time will tell, and who knows if she’ll ever accept me. I tell myself I don’t care, but I’m lying, of course I care. I plan on spending the rest of my life with Austin, and I don’t feel like fighting it every step of the way, with his mother in my face.
Austin squeezed my hand, “I love you, Mrs. Sharpe.” I smiled and forgot about his mom for the moment. Austin was my husband, wow, I have a husband!
I looked at everybody around us, but all I really saw was Austin. It didn’t matter how many people surrounded us, he made me feel like the only person in the world at times, special and secure in the knowledge that he loved me, truly and deeply.
He was happy; I saw it in his face. His eyes were smiling, and there was love between us. I knew everything would be okay – we were husband and wife, and were about to start our journey to happily ever after. He was more than I ever wanted, and is all that I need.