Adams pov

I stared in the mirror as I nervously fixed my tie with shaky hands. Today's my wedding day. The happiest day of any man's life but this man has been married before and had his heart broken. Marriage brings up a lot of trauma for me but I've been psyching myself up. It's not going to end in heartbreak. Not this time.

"Adam" I turned around to see Sera's gentle smile "are you ready dear?"

"Yeah" I breathed out to relieve the stress knot in my stomach "let's do this"

I stood at the altar as I waited for my angel to walk down that aisle. The doors flew open and the music played as lute walked down in a beautiful white dress.

"Holy fuck you're breathtaking" I whispered to her as she took my hands.

"You're not so bad yourself" she winked at me "you feeling okay? You're kinda pale"

"Can I be honest? I'm fucking terrified" I hated being this vulnerable but this was lute. I could trust her with anything.

"It's alright Adam" she squeezed my hands reassuringly "this is going to be the best day of our lives"

"Yeah" a smile returned to my face.

"Dearly beloved. It is my pleasure to join these two in holy matrimony" our prest st Peter began our vows "Adam will you take lute to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do" I smiled.

"And lute will you take Adam to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do" her eyes sparkled.

"Excellent. Then you may kiss the-"

We cut the priest's rambling short with a passionate kiss. The crowds clapped as we came up for air. This is it. She's finally mine.