Chapter 21 A Wedding Night

• The wedding ceremony was an exclusive affair, a VIP event just for family and close friends, carefully staged to avoid any interruptions from the enemy. The security was so tight it felt like they were at a top-secret government meeting rather than a wedding.
• Marissa, though still feeling like she was in a surreal dream, found solace in the privacy of the event. She stood next to Tony at the altar, which looked like a wedding planner’s fantasy, adorned with flowers that probably cost more than her last paycheck.
• Tony took a deep breath and began his vows with the kind of solemnity that could make a statue weep. “I, Tony Sebastien Volcovic, promise to be faithful to you, Marissa Baker, in good times and bad, in health and sickness, in wealth and poverty, until death do us part.”