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DAPHNE
EPILOGUEI could taste the salty air and water even though the wedding rock was a hundred feet above the crash of waves below.
Tony’s brother, Brando, watched his wife as if reliving their own special day on this ceremonial spot. Lucia recommended the place to me after hearing of her brother-in-law’s proposal.
My gaze returned to my husband-to-be, who had every female in the audience young and old, wishing he could be hers.
Jared, our ordained minister, said the words, “You may now kiss the bride.”
Tony stepped forward and traced his fingers over my lower lip.
“I think you proved your point.”
“Oh yeah, and what would that be?”
“I’m all yours.”
“Forever and ever mine, baby girl.” He pulled me into his arms again and the expectant crowd cheered and wolf-whistled behind us.
