Chapter 40 Melody Of My Life

• The very next morning, I sneaked out of the house and hopped into Roselyn's limo. I had been through a couple of secret missions throughout my life; yet, this one was, by far, the most stirring. My heart was pounding so hard; I bet Roselyn could feel it too.
• She had booked a chapel in the state of Nevada, and an old friend from college would be our officiant. No one else would be allowed to attend the ceremony, only our witnesses and Roselyn's civil lawyer. I found myself lost in thought as I adjusted myself in the leather seats. Marrying Roselyn to save her company was a wild plan, but it intrigued me. I couldn't deny the fascination I felt at the idea. After all, she was the love of my life, and everyone knew it at this point.
• As the limo glided through the streets, I stole glances at Roselyn, her composure unwavering. She seemed so sure of our clandestine operation, while I felt my nerves tightening with every mile we drew closer to the highway. Suddenly, she pulled out a bag full of stuff and handed it to me. The morning sun shone through the windows, illuminating the wedding attire that now rested on my lap. I carefully untied the delicate ribbon securing the bag and peered inside. My breath caught in my throat as I took in the contents. There were two simple yet exquisite white dresses, their fabric shimmering softly. I also found two handcrafted veils, the perfect embroidery a testament to their quality. And finally, a pair of rings, their bands gleaming with a subtle elegance.