Chapter 15 - The Grand Wedding And Our Happily Ever After
Six months later, the grounds of the Moretti estate played host to the most talked-about wedding in the history of Chicago.
The grand lawn was draped in thousands of white roses, and guests from across the business, legal, and philanthropic communities gathered to celebrate our union. My mother walked me down the aisle in her motorized wheelchair, her face radiating pure joy and health as she handed my hand over to Luca, who stood at the altar wearing a smile so genuine it completely transformed his appearance.
Elena served as our maid of honor, looking vibrant, healthy, and completely free of the shadows of her past. The Carter-Moretti Foundation was thriving, having helped hundreds of families reclaim their lives and dignity.
As we exchanged our vows beneath a magnificent floral arch, reciting promises of loyalty, partnership, and unconditional love, I looked into Luca's dark, unwavering eyes and knew we had conquered every obstacle life could possibly throw our way.
The reception that followed was a joyous celebration of music, laughter, and gourmet Italian cuisine prepared by world-class chefs—a far cry from the tense, hostile banquet table where our story had first begun eleven months ago. When the band struck up our first dance, Luca pulled me close against his chest, spinning me gracefully across the marble dance floor under a canopy of fireworks bursting across the night sky.
“How does it feel to be the mistress of the Moretti estate now, Mrs. Moretti?” Luca whispered near my ear with a playful grin.
I rested my head against his shoulder, smiling as the fireworks reflected in the glittering diamonds on my finger.
“It feels like the absolute best beginning to the rest of our lives,” I answered softly.
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And as the crowd cheered and the music echoed out into the warm Chicago night, we danced on toward our happily ever after.
**THE END.**
