89 — Wedding**

And from that day on, we couldn't leave our bed. At least, not until a week ago, when we finally started the countdown to our long-awaited wedding.

I couldn't believe I was getting married to Jaden. The Jaden. My future - and official - husband. The man the moon goddess gave me. The most loyal and kind man I had ever known.

My brother, Peter, was going to walk me down the aisle. So, as soon as he walked through the door, a big tear rolled down my face.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, gently touching my cheek. "Like a princess... the princess I always knew you would be." He sniffled.

I smiled at him, wiping the tear with my fingertips. "And you, Peter, will always be my knight in shining armor." He chuckled softly, trying to hide the emotion that was also starting to show in his eyes.

"Thank you for forgiving me. For letting me be part of your life again, and my nephews' lives. Thank you, Malia." He pulled me into a tight hug.

The soft, melodic music began to play, signaling it wa