The others, who were present in the church, watched the couple and listened to the priest's words who performed the ceremony. They were more than happy to see Lucy and Theodore finally getting married to each other.
Standing four steps away from Lucy, Madeline felt her husband's gaze on her, and her eyes shifted to look at him. Her lips widened with a smile when he didn't look away. Calhoun had always been too bold for her, it had been hard to handle those emotions, but she had gotten used to it. She subtly raised her eyebrows, questioning if something happened, but she only received a mischievous smile from him.
"Repeat after me," said the priest, "I, Theodore, take you Lucy, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part."
