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Yvonne's POV

Kylian took the order very seriously and passionately kissed me in front of everyone. When we turned to face the crowd, I could feel a blush staining my cheeks. It was a combination of embarrassment and desire set aflame by my husband. My husband. I couldn’t believe he was my husband. I wanted to do a happy dance and squeal with excitement.

“Walk ahead of me,” he whispered in my ear.

I giggled, knowing exactly what he was asking. I took a few steps in front of him, giving him the view he was after, before he joined me and held my hand as we walked down the aisle together as husband and wife. I was beyond happy. I couldn’t stop smiling. My face hurt from smiling so much and so big. Everything felt so right.

“In here,” he whispered, pulling me into a quiet sitting room.

We were given fifteen minutes alone to talk and just get our bearings before we had to go into the reception. I walked in and set down my bouquet on the table. It was a surreal moment to realize I was a marr