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Amy's eyes lit up when she saw a large dish of tiramisu, Martha's specialty, placed on the table. "Mum, you made tiramisu! You know it's Meagan's favorite," she exclaimed, hugging her mother tightly.
Martha chuckled. "I thought we could all use a little something sweet after such a trying day," she said, her eyes twinkling.
Guy uncorked a bottle of wine, filling our glasses as we began enjoying the feast. The mood around the table was light and jovial, a stark contrast to the emotional turmoil we had faced earlier in the day as Giuseppe raised his glass in a toast. "To the investigation! The FBI has been notified. This Carter person will not be involved in questioning Alexander Steele!"
"Alexander Steele?" Meagan asked.
"Agent Downing just texted me. He is already working on the case! Alexander Steele is Alex’s real name."
With the wine flowing and the laughter reaching a crescendo, we took the chance to fully enjoy the moment and acknowledge a minor triumph that brought new energy and renewed hope to the Rosedale crew.
ChapterTwenty-Two
Amy
Three Months Later
The sky was a brilliant blue,speckled with cotton candy clouds as the sun cast a golden glow over the beach just outside my mother's penthouse apartment. The ocean waves gently lapped at the shore, creating a soothing melody and setting the tone for my perfect day. The boardwalk, adorned with twinkling fairy lights, was covered with a silken runner that awaited my procession toward the love of my life.
Inside Mum's penthouse, the air buzzed with excitement and anticipation. I stood in front of the mirror, taking in my reflection as my beautiful Vera Wang gown shimmered in the soft light. I felt like a princess, ready to marry her prince. Ariel and Meagan, both dressed in their lilac bridesmaid gowns, flanked me on either side, their eyes filled with love and support.
"Can you believe the day is finally here?" Meagan asked, her voice filled with a mixture of awe and excitement.
"I know, it's surreal," I replied, my heart pounding in my chest.
Ariel chimed in, grinning from ear to ear. "You look absolutely stunning, Amy. Mitch won't be able to take his eyes off you."
I felt my cheeks flush as I smiled at my dear friends. "Thank you, besties. I couldn't have done this without you."
With a final touch to my veil, we were ready. The soft music began to drift up from below, signaling that it was time for the procession to begin. Ariel and Meagan each gave me a quick hug before gracefully stepping out of the apartment and into the private glass elevator that would take them down to the boardwalk, and I would soon be close behind them.
My father, Giuseppe, came up behind me and placed a gentle hand on my shoulder. "You look absolutely beautiful, my dear," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.
I leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you, Papa. I love you."
"I love you too, sweetheart," he replied, his eyes glistening with unshed tears.
As a groomsman, Chase, escorted Mum to her seat, then the elevator doors opened, signaling that it was time for me to make my entrance. My heart raced with anticipation, knowing that in just a few moments, I would be walking down that silken runner, hand in hand with my father, towards my future with Mitch.
With one last deep breath, I stepped out of the elevator, the doors closing behind me. Then, rearranging my train, I prepared for the most magical moment of my life.
The boardwalk held a special place in my heart, as it was the very spot where Mitch and I, albeit separately, had truly begun to fall in love. I couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia as I stepped onto the wooden planks, the familiar sound of seagulls and the laughter of people in the distance transporting me back to those early days of our blossoming relationship.
With each step, I felt the warmth of the sun on my face and the gentle ocean breeze in my hair, and I knew without a doubt that this was where we were meant to be. As my father and I walked arm-in-arm toward Mitch, the love and joy in the air were palpable. I couldn't wait to join my life with him in this magical place that had played such a significant role in our love story.
As we reached the end of the boardwalk, the beautiful ceremony area came into view. White chairs adorned with lush green ivy and fragrant white roses that matched my bouquet lined either side of the aisle. At the same time, the soft sounds of the ensemble that had played at our engagement party filled the air. Family and friends beamed with happiness, their eyes shining with tears of joy.
Mitch stood at the altar, looking incredibly handsome in his tuxedo. His eyes locked onto mine, and I could see the love and adoration written all over his face. As my father and I made our way down the aisle, time seemed to slow down, allowing me to take in every detail of this unforgettable moment.
When we finally reached Mitch, my father gently lifted my veil and kissed me tenderly on the cheek before placing my hand in Mitch's. The warmth of his touch sent a shiver down my spine, and I felt a sense of peace and certainty envelop me. This was where I was meant to be and the man I was meant to spend the rest of my life with.
Angelo Ferrara, Mitch's attorney and a friend of the Russo family, officiated the ceremony. His voice carried across the beach as he spoke of love, commitment, and the beautiful journey Mitch and I were about to embark on together.
Mitch and I exchanged heartfelt vows. Each word was spoken with unwavering conviction and love. I gazed into his eyes, feeling the depth of our connection and the strength of our bond. As we prepared to slip our wedding bands onto each other's fingers, Mitch fumbled with the ring, nearly dropping it into the sand.
There was a collective gasp from our guests, followed by laughter, as Mitch skillfully caught the ring just in time. "Phew, that was a close one," he joked, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. We all laughed, and the atmosphere instantly took a lighter tone.
"With the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife," Angelo announced. "You may kiss the bride."
