Mackenzie’s POV
As I stand beside Callan, the man I’ve loved since I was a teenager, watching him say his vows as he cradles my . . no, our son in his arms, I know, my life could never have taken a better path.
The officiate turns to me, and I straighten up as he gives me a stern look, my eyes focusing on the soldier in front of me.
‘Do you, Mackenzie Eleanor Harper take Callan Conrad Hownell as your husband? To you promise to love and support him, care and protect him, forsaking all others until death separates you?’
I swallow thickly as I nod, ‘I do’ I whisper, smiling as Callan’s face lights up with happiness.
‘By the power vested in me by the State of Maine I now pronounce you man and wife, you may now officially kiss your bride Mr Hownell’ he intones, the corner of his lip quirki
