Prologue

JOHN

My wedding took place today, and many guests were present. I can't believe this day is finally here. Who would have guessed I'd tie the knot with the one I adore so deeply? Even though we were only friends previously, we will now be legally wed. I smiled, when I thought about that.

Never in my life have I experienced such a level of exhilaration; just now, I felt so content. It seems like this is the most wonderful and memorable time for me, and I will treasure it until the day I die.

When my friend Renee walked into the room where I was getting ready with my makeup artists and designers for this day, she stated, "So our famous writer, Mr. John Fernandez, AKA JF Waldorf, will now be officially married."

We both smiled and I got up with her and we hugged, "See, I told you I wouldn't grow old without a mate."

I turned around to proudly show her my attire for today and she said, "You look good as usual, but today you look gorgeous and lovely, Beshie, and it's truly different when you get married and suddenly glows up." She clapped her hands while observing me and exclaimed, "Perfection!"

"You were also gorgeous back then when you were getting married, but now I can't even say anything." I jokingly said so she slapped me on the shoulder, prompting me to respond in excruciating pain. This chick is sadistic at all times.

"Hey, you're acting impolite to your friend! I usually wake up stunning even without having a bath, so duh, I'm gorgeous with or without makeup!" She remarked, crossing her arms and rolling her eyes at me.

Renee stood next to me and took pictures of me; of course, we took a couple of shots together.

"There is no turning back now Beshie!" she declared. I laughed at what Renee said; she cares for me so much, like a real sister. "When your husband hurts you; as always, I'm one call away, and I'll be there to talk with the two of you."

I smiled back and said, "Don't worry, I'll be alright, even when you're really overprotective of me, you know him well, and you know how gentle he is towards me since he understands how sensitive I am, right?" Renee took my hand and smiled back at me.

She remarked with a mixture of concern on her face, "I know that beshie, but I'm just worried. I can't bear to watch you being in pain again. You have enough since then." Indeed, she was the one who came to my aid when I was suffering so greatly.

"What the hell Beshie! You're overthinking it," I replied, laughing. "It's my wedding day, c'mon."

"Exactly, Madam Renee, don't be such a downer, just saying." When my makeup artist who looked liked Boy Abunda said that, Renee gave him a nasty look, so my makeup artist froze and remained silent.

"I'm not being a downer; it's just that I'm worried! You're so unfair, as if you didn't let me overthink the day I got married!" She said. Renee let go of me and signaled to the staff to stop what they were doing to me. 

"It's time, guys. I think my best friend is ready to see and marry his groom."  She said this to the staff, and they all agreed at the same time. One of the staff members made me stand up and adjust my clothes. 

"Should we leave now?" Renee asked while extending her arm to me, and I grinned once again as if I were anticipating the wedding. We finally left the dressing room and headed to the location of the wedding after Renee put her arms around mine.

"So my husband and I will be your guardians today at your wedding, if only Aunt Clarice is here." I felt a little melancholy when Renee mentioned my late mother, but since she won't ever return and won't be here to see this momentous occasion, there is nothing I can do. I'm sure my mother would be pleased to see me getting married if she were here.

I was astounded at what I observed when we arrived at the exact location. It's stunning how the sinking sun has changed the hue of the sky. We are in a sunflower field somewhere in Italy, and it is not my first time seeing this place. I could see all the people that were part of the entourage starting to walk, but I couldn't see my groom because he was being blocked by something, like a board with decorations on it, which is supposedly against superstition. I thus waited patiently. Do you recognize the sensation of anticipation before seeing your husband? I was genuinely curious to see what he would look like right now. I can already picture him in a black tuxedo, and I'm overjoyed. I can't wait to see him.

When the moment I had been waiting for finally arrived, I slowly emerged from behind the board and approached my groom, who had his back to me. I know I'm feeling anxious and excited right now, but I don't know why.

I saw my future husband's face as I carefully made my way down the aisle. The shock nearly caused me to stutter. He was very attractive.

I grinned at him because I could see he was pleased to see me from his moist eyes and sincere smile. As I got close to him, he even said "I love you" in a whisper. I will always and forever love this man because I know he is the one.