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Alex’s POV.

We all gathered at Ryder’s wedding, witnessing the heartfelt exchange of vows between Ryder and Bella. Their hurried marriage brought back memories of my own wedding day, where I had first laid eyes on Sarah. But after she left, things took a painful turn. I tried countless times to meet her, to explain myself, but she refused to hear me out. Her parents, adamant in their disapproval, forbade me from entering their home. It was absurd – I was her husband, not some boyfriend they could simply cast aside. I pleaded with them, insisting that I had changed, that I wanted to be with her, but they turned a deaf ear.

Unbeknownst to me, Ryder had invited Sarah to the wedding as well. My heart filled with both hope and trepidation, praying that she would show up so I could finally talk to her. And then, there she was, entering the venue in a stunning peach-colored gown. Something about her appearance was different, and it left me bewildered. Her face was radiant, and I couldn’t help but notice her slightly protruding stomach. What on earth was going on? She was pregnant, and it was my child she was carrying, but she hadn’t bothered to tell me.

Overwhelmed with emotions, I leaped to my feet and hastened towards her. As soon as she spotted me, she averted her gaze, purposely avoiding any interaction with me.

“Sarah, please, just listen to me,” I implored, holding her wrist firmly and gently turning her to face me.

Her scowl deepened as she resisted. “What do you want, Alex? Why won’t you leave me alone? I don’t want to talk to you.”

I felt a pang of hurt, but I couldn’t let her walk away without understanding the truth. “Sarah, don’t do this to us,” I pleaded, watching her eyes widen as she realized that I knew about the baby.

My gaze softened as it fell upon her belly, my hand instinctively caressing it with warmth. “I can prove my innocence, Sarah. That video you saw was fake, it was from two years ago. I have evidence to show you,” I said earnestly, determined to clear the misunderstandings.

She snorted, dismissing my words. “I don’t care. It was all about you and your past habits. I can’t believe you’ll be serious in this relationship,” she retorted stubbornly.

“Why won’t you believe me? I am married to you, Sarah. I want to spend my entire life with you and our baby,” I insisted, trying to reach her heart.

“This is not your baby. This is only mine,” she insisted adamantly.

Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes briefly to compose myself. Patience was not my strong suit, but this was one situation where I had to keep calm. As she turned to leave, I knew I had to stop her. My arms stretched out to block her way, and she stared at me, clearly flustered.

“Why are you making a scene? It’s your friend’s wedding. Everyone’s watching us. The media is probably watching too,” she said nervously, aware of the attention we were drawing.

And she was right. It was a moment where the whole world seemed to be watching. But I saw it as an opportunity, a chance to declare my love for her openly. I couldn’t hold back any longer. No more misunderstandings, no more fights, no more loneliness. I wanted her to know that I wanted to spend my life with her.

Ignoring the eyes around us, I held her hand firmly, even as she tried to pull away. “Sarah, I love you,” I confessed, my voice resolute.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Her gasp filled the air, and her diamond-studded clutch slipped from her grasp with a soft thud.

Every camera present at the highly anticipated wedding of Ryder and Bella turned towards us, now recording my love confession.

“I love you, Sarah. Please, you have to believe me. It’s the truth-I really do love you. You are my life, and I cannot imagine living without you. Please, don’t leave me. I would be shattered,” I pleaded, my heart pounding in my chest as I awaited her response.

A single tear glistened in her eyes, and she swallowed hard before finding the courage to speak. “Alex, please, don’t play with my feelings again. I can’t bear any more emotional trauma.”

“I could never play with your feelings, Sarah, because my feelings are entwined with yours. I could never bring myself to hurt you, not even in the wildest of dreams. My love for you is beyond measure. I want nothing more than to see you happy, to give you all the happiness in the world. Please, trust me, Sarah, and give me a chance to prove my love to you,” I implored, my voice filled with sincerity.

I knew I should have confessed my love much earlier, but fear and uncertainty held me back. But now, there was no holding back.

I laid bare my emotions, telling her, “From the very first time we made love, I fell in love with you. Since that moment, I knew you were meant to be mine, and I was meant to be yours. You don’t just possess my heart, Sarah; you own my soul, my entire being, my life.”

With my heart pounding in my chest, I sank down on one knee, holding Sarah’s hand gently in mine. I looked into her eyes, brimming with love and sincerity, as I asked with the utmost earnestness,

“Sarah Alex Hamilton, will you marry me again? This time, I want to make new vows-to be forever loyal, to never intentionally or unintentionally hurt you, to listen to you and give you the power to decide in our relationship. Please, come back to me and marry me again.”

Her smile lit up the world around us, and she nodded her head in affirmation.

“Yes, yes, a thousand times yes,” she replied, and at that moment, my world brightened with the radiance of her “yes.”

Ecstatic, I sprang to my feet and pulled her into my arms, cherishing her like never before. I kissed her with all the passion and love in my soul, knowing that I had found a love so intense it surpassed all else, even my own ego.

I never imagined I could love someone with such depth and devotion, putting her above all else in my life. But there she was, my wife, the mother of my kids, the center of my universe, and I vowed to cherish and protect our love for all eternity.