Weaver wedding-2

Anastasia POV:

I stood behind a door. My arm was wrapped around my Dad's. He looked at me with tear filled eyes and smiled, "All I can think of is the time when you were so tiny. You would barely fit into my hands." He kissed my forehead, "Now look at you, getting married." He found it unbelievable. So did I.

I blinked away all the tears that were forming in my eyes, "I love you, Dad. I really do." I stared into his eyes, ''And thank you for everything you have done for me. Trust me, there is no Dad like you in the entire world." I sincerely told him. "And thank you for believing in me."

No matter what, I have always found him standing by my side. Yes, in the start he would stop me from taking risks and to be honest at those moments, I used to hate him. However, now I understand him. Maybe it is because I am going to be a mother myself... but I know that he did that to protect me, to stop me from getting hurt. He wanted to keep me away from the cold winds of the world.

I put my head