Helen laughed softly, the joy bubbling inside her as she wrapped her arms around him. "I think I can handle that." Her smile widened. "I'm just not used to the idea of being someone's wife."
Magnar chuckled, his hands gently cupping her face as he looked into her eyes with a warmth that made her heart race. "It's a big change, I know. But it's ours. Our journey, our decision. No one else's. Just you and me."
She nodded, her heart swelling with happiness. "I never thought I'd be standing here today, doing this with you."
Magnar's expression softened, a touch of seriousness creeping in as he held her gaze. "I never thought I'd get to marry someone as incredible as you, Helen. You make everything better. You make me better."
Her breath hitched slightly, moved by the sincerity in his voice. For so long, she had struggled with the weight of her past, questioning her worth. But here, in this moment, in Magnar's arms, she felt valued. She felt seen. And it was more than enough.
