The off-the-shoulder neckline framed her collarbones gracefully, while sheer, tulle sleeves added a romantic touch. A small, tasteful slit at the side of the gown revealed a hint of her leg as she moved, balanced with a long, flowing train that trailed behind her like a whisper. Her hair was styled in loose waves, pinned to the side with a jeweled clip that matched the shimmer of her gown, and her makeup was soft yet radiant—highlighting her glowing skin and warm smile.
Kyle, who had been chatting with Cody, looked up, and his eyes locked onto Sophie. He was taken aback by her beauty, a sight he hadn't seen before. A warm smile spread across his face as he gazed at her with admiration.
Sophie's heels clicked softly on the floor as she reached the bottom of the stairs. For a moment, the world seemed to pause—then the room erupted into applause. Everyone clapped and cheered, drawn in by her elegance and poise. In that moment, Sophie wasn't just the bride-to-be—she was the center of the universe.
As the music changed to a soft, romantic tune, Kyle turned to Sophie and extended his hand with a warm smile. "May I have this dance?"
Sophie hesitated for just a moment, then nodded. The room, lit by soft golden lights and delicate candles, transformed into a magical setting. As Kyle and Sophie glided across the floor, the guests watched in admiration. Her white lace dress flowed like water with every step, and Kyle couldn't take his eyes off her.
Meanwhile, upstairs, Cody was carrying Alice as they searched for Alva. When they reached one of the guest rooms, Cody found her standing by the window, arms wrapped around herself, lost in thought.
"Babe," Cody said softly, stepping inside. "What's wrong? Why did you come up here?"
Alva turned, tears glistening in her eyes. "It's Sophie," she said in a quiet voice. "I think I upset her earlier. I told her she should have told her father about the wedding… and now I feel awful."
Cody set Alice down gently, walking over to Alva. "Don't worry. Sophie's emotions are all over the place right now. It's not just what you said. She's overwhelmed. But you didn't mean any harm, and she knows that."
Alva looked away. "I just don't feel like going back down. Seeing her happy after everything… I don't want to ruin her night."
Cody smiled and took her hand. "Then let's dance right here."
He pulled her close, wrapping his arm around her waist as the soft music drifted up from the party. They swayed together, slowly and gently. The glow from the hallway light spilled into the room, casting a warm hue over them.
Alva laid her head on his chest, comforted by his warmth. Cody leaned down and kissed the top of her head.
"Mama! Papa!" Alice giggled, clapping her hands from where she sat on the bed, watching them with bright, happy eyes.
Alva and Cody laughed, twirling softly in the middle of the room. It was quiet, intimate, and full of love—a moment just for them, wrapped in warmth and quiet understanding.
After a while, the family made their way downstairs again, just in time for the gift presentation.
Guests surrounded Sophie and Kyle, each holding a wrapped box or decorated bag. There was laughter, cheering, and heartfelt congratulations.
"Congrats, Sophie! Tomorrow is your big day!"
"We're so happy for you, Kyle!"
Sophie beamed, her cheeks flushed with happiness. "Thank you, everyone! This means so much to me."
Kyle added with a proud smile, "We appreciate every one of you for coming today. Thank you for celebrating with us."
Sophie received thoughtful gifts—jewelry boxes, personalized robes, scented candles, and even a handmade scrapbook of her and Kyle's journey together. Alva stepped forward last, holding a small velvet box with a soft pink ribbon.
"This is for you," she said gently.
Sophie opened it to find a delicate bracelet engraved with the words, "Forever begins here."
Tears welled up in Sophie's eyes as she hugged Alva tightly. "You always know what to say, and what to give. Thank you."
Soon after, the bridal shower drew to a close. Guests began to head out, offering their last hugs and goodbyes.
"Can't wait to see you walk down that aisle tomorrow!" one friend said, hugging Sophie.
"I'll be there early to help with anything you need," another added.
Sophie stood with Kyle by the door, thanking each person as they left.
"Thank you again!" Sophie called out warmly.
"We'll never forget today," Kyle added, holding her hand tightly.
As the door closed for the final time that night, the mansion fell quiet. Kyle looked at Sophie and smiled. "Ready for forever?"
She smiled back, her heart full. "More than ever."
****
The sweet melody outside the mansion stirred Sophie from sleep, and she slowly opened her eyes. The realization hit her like a wave—today was her wedding day. She shot up from bed, heart fluttering with a mix of excitement and nerves.
"Kyle, wake up!" she exclaimed, lightly shaking him.
Kyle groaned, rubbing his eyes. "Huh? Oh… right. Our wedding!" He quickly sat up, running a hand through his tousled hair, suddenly wide awake.
They both jumped into action. While Kyle got ready in a separate room, Sophie stood before the mirror, slipping into her stunning wedding gown. The dress shimmered under the soft lighting, its lace details cascading down in delicate patterns that closely resembled the one Alva wore on her own wedding day.
Sophie's hair was elegantly styled into soft waves, with tiny white flowers delicately woven into the strands. They trailed down her back like a floral waterfall. Her makeup was soft and radiant—peach-toned blush kissed her cheeks, a gentle shimmer accented her eyelids, and her lips glowed with a natural pink hue. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and as she smiled at her reflection, she looked nothing short of breathtaking.
Just then, Alva entered the room, her face lighting up at the sight of Sophie in her gown.
"Happy wedding day, Sophie!" Alva beamed, rushing over to give her a warm embrace.
Sophie laughed softly, holding her close. "Thanks, Alva. I'm so glad you're here. Kyle and I were running late because of... well, you know."
Alva chuckled, gently brushing a strand of hair from Sophie's face. "Because you were both drunk last night I presume? Don't worry, you will get a child of your own but hope it should not be like Alice"
The two women shared a quiet laugh in the room.They Stare outside where the ceremony was set. The venue was enchanting—white chairs adorned with flowers, soft music playing, and guests seated, ready to witness a moment of love and unity.