Chapter 295 The Iconic Wedding

• The wedding day dawned with a soft, golden glow that stretched across the California sky, painting the horizon in shades of lavender and rose. A gentle breeze stirred the air, carrying the scent of blooming flowers through the garden where the ceremony would take place. It was a perfect day, the kind of day Aidan had always imagined for this moment. He stood by the window of his room, adjusting the cufflinks on his tailored black suit, his reflection catching the warm sunlight as it filled the room. His heart was racing, but it wasn’t nerves—it was anticipation, joy, and the overwhelming sense that everything had finally come together.
• Downstairs, in another room, Emily was getting ready. She stood in front of a full-length mirror, her hands delicately smoothing the fabric of her lace gown. The dress hugged her figure gracefully, the train cascading in soft waves behind her. Her hair was styled in loose, romantic curls, with a few strands pinned back to showcase the silver earrings that glistened against her neck. Her eyes sparkled with emotion as she glanced at her reflection, her lips curling into a soft smile. She felt beautiful, but more than that, she felt ready—ready to marry the man she loved, to finally step into the future they had fought so hard to reach.
• Her parents were there too, standing just a few feet away. Emily’s mother, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, stepped forward to adjust the veil on her daughter’s head. "You look stunning, sweetheart," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "I’m so proud of you."