Chapter 94: Happily Ever After

A large group of people escort me downstairs. Because it is absolutely impossible to move in this dress by myself. The delicate lace of my gown sweeps along the polished wooden steps. I must move very slowly and carefully to avoid any mishaps. I grip the banister, my heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nerves.

At the bottom of the staircase, servants hold open the grand double doors leading to the garden.

The scent of fresh flowers wafts in, mingling with the warm early summer breeze. I take a deep breath, letting myself savor this magical moment.

And there my dad is, tall and dignified, dressed in his sharpest suit, waiting for me just by the doors.

“Dad.” I whisper, reaching out to hold his hand.

He turns, his eyes softening as they meet mine. “Nat, you look absolutely—”

“Stunning.” I smile, “I know. Mom told me the same thing earlier in tears.”

Then I am shocked to find that there are tears gleaming in his eyes as well.

My dad is never a man of emotions. This is literally th