re of Amelia, Barth wa

ilenced. No matter whose name was written on the invitations, William was marrying Amelia

smiled and assisted

ed themselves to the guests. However, they still had to go through all the wedding procedu

atest of happiness," he said joyfully. "But if you want to be happy for the rest of your lives, you have to eat the apple together. It may look delicious, but there's ac

fore turning to the ring on her finger. The di

could. The only thing she ever wan

he host, they bent their heads and readie

their view-being manipulated by the assistant. At the sudden movement, Will

peck on the cheek, her

ch an innocent woman. She was not some te

the assistant and conti

d to get a bite out of the apple. Amelia glanced at William, findin

fruit. Every time they neared, Amelia would blush. Every ti

had left him. Without this occurrence, he

liam's parents had gone back first. Since Amelia wanted to head back

mmediately ran upstairs to her bedroom. William furrow

bed. She had hidden it under her bed because she was so afraid tha

ng to take a look, s

all these years, and I've never seen her this happy," he noted. "I

," he promised solemnly. Although he had been angry a

lli

down the stairs in her high h