Devin in a black suit pushed open the door under the expectant gaze of the people in the hall.
After fastening the last cufflink, he walked up to Grace and greeted her with a smile. “I’m sorry I’m late.”
“You’re just in time. It’s not too late.”
Devin’s smile widened as he listened to her soft consolation.
He held out a hand, his eyes full of tenderness and determination.
“Let’s get it started.”
Grace placed her hand in his palm.
Amid the screams and blessings from the audience, the newlyweds slowly walked into the venue.
Outside the window, firecrackers roared, and pale pink rose petals fell slowly, with flashes of light from cameras continuously below the stage.
Except for Devin, everything around her was unfamiliar.
Actually, Grace was not that familiar with Devin.
She felt dazed as if everything had been a dream.
The host had perfect control over the wedding process. Soon, it was time to exchange rings.
When Devin lifted her hand and gently put the ring on her ring finger, she truly felt that she was the center of this wedding.
Since Liana passed away three years ago, Grace had no family left in this world.
She stayed with the Kaufman family because she had no family and not place to live.
After today, she had a new family and loved ones; she was no longer alone.
Grace didn’t know what the future held.
She lowered her eyes, stared at the ring on her hand, and prayed inwardly. “May today be the beginning of tomorrow, not the end of yesterday.”
Seeing her in a trance, Devin held her hand and clasped it. The warmth from his palm warmed Grace’s hand.
She subconsciously raised her head, only to meet his soft gaze.
Up to this point, everyone in the audience cheered for them to kiss.
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