“Sigh. I’m really nervous.”
Se-hee couldn’t sleep all night and ended up staying awake.
Some people can’t sleep well in unfamiliar environments when traveling, but Se-hee really couldn’t sleep because of the events happening every time.
But who cares about sleep.
Se-hee’s mind was filled with thoughts of the wedding event happening at four o’clock this afternoon.
She was as nervous as a bride about to get married, knowing that the partner in the event, that is, the groom standing beside her, would be none other than Kyle.
Last night, when the winner was announced and she was running excitedly, Kyle’s calming presence naturally came to mind.
She vividly remembered the moment his hot lips touched her.
Just thinking about it sent shivers through her body.
Her heart started to race as well.
She might die of excitement before even getting through the ceremony.
The ceremony.
Just the thought made her face flush red.
Whoever planned this wedding event deserves praise.
They will be blessed.
She blessed and re-blessed the unknown event organizer, using all kinds of fancy words.
With her trembling heart, she felt she couldn’t possibly have breakfast.
There was no way food could go down.
In fact, she wasn’t even sure if she was hungry.
Thanks to that, having plenty of time to get ready, Se-hee was just having a cup of tea in her room.
Then, the doorbell rang.
Kyle?
Just his name made her heart race now.
Without asking who it was, Se-hee cautiously opened the door.
As expected, there stood Kyle, in a neat suit that matched the blue Mediterranean stretching out behind him.
A bright smile spread across Se-hee’s face.
“Why does your face look like that?”
But it seemed Kyle first noticed Se-hee’s haggard appearance.
“I couldn’t sleep because I was too nervous.”
With a weary face, Se-hee grinned and spoke.
“The skin of the bride, who should be beautiful, is a mess.”
Kyle slightly lifted Se-hee’s chin, looking at her face with a pitying gaze.
At his natural yet bold touch, Se-hee’s heart nearly dropped.
“I should tell them to pay more attention to the makeup. Shall we go?”
Kyle extended his arm for an escort.
Holding his arm, Se-hee wished this moment were real.
Not an event, but real.
“……I wish it were real.”
Without realizing how earnest she was, the words just slipped out.
Startled, Se-hee quickly covered her mouth.
“That, that means. They say a real wedding is possible. I thought if we asked them to prepare it for real, they might pay more attention. It’s good to be good, right? Shall we try it like it’s real?”
In a panic, Se-hee tried to cover up her words as if it were a joke, laughing it off.
“If you want it.”
“Excuse me?”
But when Kyle gave an unexpected response, Se-hee’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Are… are you serious?”
Se-hee asked again, hardly believing it.
Kyle nodded with a meaningful look.
“When have you ever seen me joke?”
Kyle said with a serious expression.
Se-hee looked up at him with wide eyes, shaking her head instead of replying.
“Well then, shall we start? Our wedding preparation.”
The corners of Kyle’s lips lifted slightly.
As Se-hee, holding the arm Kyle extended, walked, a tear twinkled at the corner of her eye.
Finally, it was four o’clock in the afternoon.
The wedding event was scheduled to take place on the ship.
The beautifully prepared wedding venue on the ship was already filled with guests gathered to see Se-hee, the lucky protagonist, and her partner, Kyle.
Se-hee, having finished preparing, was sitting in the bridal waiting room.
Reflected in the mirror was Se-hee in a wedding dress, shining as white as snow.
With an emotional expression, Se-hee carefully touched the dress.
A gasp of amazement naturally escaped her at the soft touch felt at her fingertips.
The event staff nearby explained in detail Se-hee’s schedule and movements until her entrance.
Following the tradition of not seeing the bride’s face before the ceremony, Se-hee couldn’t meet Kyle.
She was trembling with nerves.
She wished he could be by her side.
Holding her hands that had turned pale with nervousness, Se-hee sighed.
“It’s time. Shall we go?”
The staff kindly helped Se-hee to stand up.
With a nervous heart, Se-hee carefully followed the staff’s lead.
As the door opened, Kyle, waiting for Se-hee, came into view.
Kyle, in a white wedding tuxedo, looked so perfect that it was impossible to take one’s eyes off him.
Such a man was standing beside her.
He was a man who seemed dreamlike just by looking at him.
With an uncontrollable trembling heart, Se-hee slowly walked towards him.
The shyly smiling bride took one step at a time towards the groom.
The tiara placed over Se-hee’s head in her white wedding dress shone brilliantly.
The tiara, leading down to the long wedding veil trailing behind her, made Se-hee breathtakingly beautiful.
She was more dazzling than the sun shining over the blue Mediterranean Sea.
It was indescribable.
Kyle watched the approaching bride in her white dress with a shy smile.
Se-hee.
My bride.
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