Celeste
The woman standing beside the little table finally stepped forward.
Now that I could see her properly, I realised she was the celebrant.
My heart began pounding all over again.
This was it.
There was no registry office.
No small room.
No quick ceremony that would be over in a matter of minutes.
Jamie had given me the wedding I’d once only dared to imagine.
And now I was standing in the middle of it.
Surrounded by snow.
Surrounded by people who cared about us.
And standing opposite the man I loved.
The celebrant smiled warmly at us before beginning.
“We are gathered here today to witness a sacred ceremony—the union of Jamie and Celeste.”
Her voice carried softly through the winter air.
“With great reverence, we come together to celebrate the love and devotion shared
