Diana stood in a cozy cottage on her wedding day, a swirl of emotions coursing through her. Laughter rang out among her bridesmaids, and the air carried the fragrance of fresh blooms. In the garden outside, friends and family eagerly awaited the moment she and Tom would exchange their vows.
For three years, Tom had been Diana’s support and a wonderful father figure to her five-year-old son, Ethan. Watching them together—whether they were building castles from toy blocks, racing toy cars, or wandering through the nearby park—always lifted Diana’s spirits.
“Mama, look at me!” Ethan’s excited shout turned Diana’s attention. He stood there, grinning in his little suit, eyes bright with pride.
“You look incredible, Ethan,” she said, bending down to embrace him. “Ready for your big job as ring bearer?”
“I’m gonna be the best ring bearer ever!” he declared, his face beaming with confidence.
Diana felt both excitement and tenderness. This wasn’t just a ceremony for her and Tom; it was a new beginning for them all, a celebration of the family they were creating.
The garden was picturesque: flower petals lined the aisle, and an arch draped in white gauze formed the backdrop for the ceremony. Tom stood at the altar, his gaze fixed on Diana and Ethan as they walked together. With each step, Diana’s heart swelled with happiness.
“You’re beautiful,” Tom whispered when they reached him, a loving smile lighting his face.
The officiant guided them through their vows, and Diana felt her pulse quicken at the thought of their life ahead. Just as the final words were about to be spoken, a small, determined voice broke the hush.
“I object!”
All eyes turned to Ethan, who clutched a tiny rattle and looked unusually serious. Diana’s stomach knotted; she lowered herself to meet his gaze.
Continue reading on next page…