Epilogue Marrying My First Love
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Devin’s eyes were wet with tears as he waited by the entrance door of the Sistine Chapel.
“What are you crying for on your wedding day, Devin?” asked Aunt Isabel dressed in a lovely mix of black and cream dress.
Alexandra who was dressed in a pale blue maid-of-honor dress quietly handed him a handkerchief that she kept extra on her purse.
Ava and Sabina as bridesmaids were in emerald green dresses, plus Delphin, wife of Sebastian, the twin’s elder brother. Daniel as best man wore a navy blue tux. Their older brother Sebastian and two more men were in cerulean blue tux. Kleia who was a flowergirl plus two more girls wore bright lemon yellow dresses. Mr. and Mrs. St. Claire were a pair in a black tux and red gown. And Devin wore a white tux. They were all waiting by the entrance for Sarah to arrive.
“Shouldn’t it be the bride that cries on her wedding day?” Ava asked dryly looking at Devin. “Would you like a tissue?”
Devin chuckled against sniffs. “Nah. I’m fine, Ava. Thanks for showing your concern. I’m just perfectly happy on my wedding day. These are my tears of happiness.”
He smiled.
“You’re perfectly teary eyed on your special day, what makes it so?”
Devin dabbed his eyes and sniffed on the handkerchief first before sharing with Ava his thoughts.
“You see when I was a kid, I solemnly dream of marrying Sarah one day in the Sistine Chapel. I thought of it once in a daydream. She looking perfect in my hand designed gown. A blushing bride in bliss.”
“That is a very sweet dream come true, Devin.”
“Marrying my first love.”
Alexander said wistfully.
“Yeah, Alex. Marrying my Sarah, my first love.”
Devin agreed solemnly.
“You can marry me anytime you feel like, Alexandra,” Daniel piped in meaningfully.
Alex eyed him dismissively.
“Hush it, St. Claire. You already asked me once.”
“Then, I’ll ask you again. Will you—“
“—shut up and stop ruining Devin’s moment?”
“You two again,” said Ava rolling her eyes.
“You just need to find yourself a beau, big sister. So, you have someone to fight with. Right, Dan?” said Alex looking at him.
He easily agreed. “Yeah, right, girlfriend.”
“Yeah, I agree with that, Alexandra. I need myself a boyfriend.”
“I can introduce you to Phillip, my cousin from England.”
Ava eyed Daniel thoroughly. “Not a St. Claire, please.”
“Guys, Sarah’s car is coming.”
Sabina announced with excitement.
“Well, here comes your bride, Devin St. Claire,” chirped Ava.
They waited for the car to arrive.
Sarah came out wearing her bridal gown, a not so classic wedding gown in white but a classic lacy gown in shade of the palest turquoise that matched her ever turquoise eyes. Her trail was a perfect long lacy and embroidered trail in pale turquoise intricately designed and sewn by her own Devin St. Claire.
After a while, the group assembled and the wedding melody was played in the air. Devin St. Claire and Sarah Kale exchanged their “I do’s” and they were announced as husband and wife.
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