The morning sun filtered through the lace curtains, casting a soft, ethereal glow over my private studio. Marie's eyes widened with awe as she stepped into the room, her gaze immediately drawn to the exquisite gown displayed on the elegant mannequin at the center."Adrien, what is this?" she whispered, her voice tinged with wonder as she approached the dress.I couldn't help but smile at her reaction, my heart swelling with pride. "It's your wedding dress, Marie," I replied, my voice filled with anticipation. "I wanted to create something as beautiful as you are."With delicate steps, Marie glided closer to the gown, her fingertips grazing the luxurious fabric as if she were afraid to disturb its perfection. The gown itself seemed to shimmer in the gentle light, adorned with intricate lace motifs and delicate beadwork that sparkled like dewdrops in the morning sun."It's breathtaking," Marie murmured, her eyes alight with a mixture of excitement and disbelief. "I never imagined..."Her words trailed off as she turned to face me, her expression a blend of gratitude and wonder. For a moment, we stood in silence, the weight of our emotions hanging in the air like a veil."Thank you, Adrien," Marie finally said, her voice filled with emotion as she crossed the space between us in a few swift strides. "This... It's more than I could have ever dreamed of."As she enveloped me in a warm embrace, I felt a surge of love and contentment wash over me. In that moment, nothing else mattered—not the challenges we had faced or the uncertainties that lay ahead. All that mattered was the love we shared and the promise of a future together, bound by the threads of devotion and affection.