Epilogue
I had been preparing for our wedding for months. I wanted everything to be perfect and for Ayaz to feel like the happiest man in the world. I knew I had nothing to fear—he loved me deeply—but I still felt anxious.
The big day had finally arrived—the day Ayaz and I would marry, uniting our lives forever in an eternal commitment.
As I got ready, I couldn’t help the nervousness and emotion washing over me.
Leyla and some women from my fiancé’s family, who had become my friends, helped me into my beautiful wedding dress, while Ayaz, elsewhere, was probably feeling the same way.
I couldn’t help but think about Elif, my cousin whom I had trusted so completely—and so foolishly—and whom I had never seen again.
The last I’d heard, she had been forced to marry Yusuf, my former arranged fiancé, taking my place in the organization’s obligations.
If she hadn’t betrayed me so cruelly, she certainly would have helped me prepare for the happiest day of my life.
But in the end, she got the punishment she deserved—paying for what she tried to help my baba force me into.
My mother wasn’t present at my wedding either.
Even after my father’s death, she continued to stay out of my life—never reaching out, never worrying about me, never wanting to meet her grandson.
She disappeared without a trace. I never heard from her again.
But I didn’t miss her. It was with the Yavuz family that I learned the true meaning of family, and that was enough for me.
The setting was perfect. An enchanted garden with vibrant flowers, a blue sky, and a gentle summer breeze. Eager guests filled the chairs lined along the white carpet that stretched to the altar, while a soft piano played a romantic melody.
As the ceremony approached, I could feel my heart pounding.
My hands were trembling, and I knew it was a sign that this was the most important moment of my life.
I was about to fulfill a lifelong dream: marrying the man I loved, the man with whom I had overcome so many challenges and obstacles.
All the emotions swirled inside me. The nervousness was palpable, but so was the excitement, the anticipation, and above all, the love.
The music began to play, and the moment had arrived.
Alone, I walked down the aisle toward the altar, where Ayaz waited for me with a smile lighting up his face.
When he saw me coming down the aisle decorated with rose petals, in my wedding dress adorned with lace and pearls, shining in the soft candlelight, he looked enchanted.
His eyes were fixed on me, and I could see the love, desire, and longing in his gaze.
As I approached, his smile widened, and he seemed even more dazzling than ever.
I was certain I was the luckiest woman in the world.
When we finally met, he took my hand tenderly, and we gazed at each other with deep understanding.
“You look so beautiful, my only one,” he said, his voice trembling with emotion.
“You look handsome too, my love,” I replied with a smile.
The officiant began the ceremony, and words of love and commitment filled the air.
We promised to love, respect, and care for each other for the rest of our lives.
We looked at each other intensely and said the word that would change our lives forever: yes.
We kissed passionately and were applauded by everyone present.
It was a moment of joy, of pure happiness, and I knew I couldn’t be more blessed.
Then, later, during our first dance, I whispered something in Ayaz’s ear—something I knew would make him smile even more.
I told him I was pregnant again. He was thrilled and shouted the news for all the guests to hear.
His face lit up with surprise and joy, and he looked at me with a special gleam in his eyes.
“Hey, everyone!” he shouted excitedly. “We have wonderful news! We’re pregnant again—soon we’ll have a new member of the family!”
The guests around us were surprised and moved by the news.
More shouts of joy and applause echoed through the hall as everyone celebrated with us.
It was the beginning of a new chapter in our journey together, full of love, happiness, and the promise of a bright future. Everyone wished us all the best.
For us, that moment was perfect. We were married and had another child on the way. We knew there would be many challenges ahead, but we also knew we would face them together. We danced all night, happy and in love.
Our wedding day was more than a dream come true.
It was a celebration of our love, our union, and the new life we were about to begin.
Ayaz and I were surrounded by the love and support of our friends and family, knowing that no matter what challenges life had in store, we would always be together, facing everything hand in hand.
Our wedding wasn’t just the beginning of a journey for two, but also the start of a new family, new dreams, and a love that would continue to grow. It was a moment of joy and celebration we would never forget.