The sun was beginning to set when guests moved from the garden ceremony to the grand reception hall. 

The hall glimmered with soft golden lights, floral arrangements cascading from the ceiling, and long tables covered in pristine white cloths, every detail speaking of elegance and celebration.

As Maya and Elias entered together, hand in hand, the applause grew thunderous. Guests rose from their seats, cheering, clapping, and some even wiping tears from their eyes. Elias kept his hand tight around Maya’s, guiding her gently through the walkway of rose petals.

“You’re amazing,” he whispered. “Beautiful, calm… perfect.”

Maya smiled shyly, leaning into him. “I’m nervous.”

“You have nothing to worry...