Epilogue

Three months later…

The grand Hamilton residence was abuzz with excitement. It was a day of new beginnings, of promises, and of love. Under a serene, cloudless sky, the garden was beautifully adorned with vibrant blooms, twinkling fairy lights, and elegant, white chiffon drapes that swayed gently in the summer breeze.

At the altar, David Hendrix, handsome in his perfectly tailored tuxedo, was talking to his parents, Margaret and John.

"I've never been more nervous in my entire life," he admitted, his voice resonating strength yet trembling with the overwhelming emotions coursing through him. The profound sentiment behind his words was unmistakable.

His parents simply nodded, their eyes glistening with unshed tears. Pride radiated from their beaming faces, a testament to the love they had for their son in this poignant moment.

Off to the side, David's usually stoic assistant, Paul, found himself unexpectedly moved. A lump formed in his throat as he watched the unfolding scene. Seei