The wedding day finally arrived.
It was sunny in the morning, and a small crowd of no more than thirty people had gathered in the garden of the newly established Phoenix Mansion in the suburbs of New York.
Chloe and Vernon had a private wedding because they wanted it to be intimate.
On top of that, Chloe and Vernon didn't have many family or friends. So they thought it was better to invite no more than thirty important people in their lives rather than inviting random guests they barely knew.
Vernon stood at the wedding altar with the officiant. He wore a black suit with a red rose brooch. It was Chloe who sent the brooch yesterday, telling him to use it today, and he naturally obliged.
His gaze swept across the guests, ensuring nobody would ruin the important day.
The day that he had been waiting his whole life.
