MATT's POV
The pieces that made my life worth living were finally falling into their due place. I’m one lucky son of a b***h. Francesca was much better, completely recovered in fact, and just in time for this hugely important day.
I remember saying a year ago that once upon a f*****g time I got married. I can’t believe how utterly mistaken I was about it all. About my motives, about my feelings, about how entrapped and entangled by love and happiness I would become. I was lost in her spell, in her magical trance that had me floating on clouds. Today and every day since I met her, I just didn’t allow myself to feel it at first.
Today, as I stand in the same church, seeing Francesca’s beautiful face as she’s walking down this aisle, there’s no way in hell I would change even an ounce of w
