With the courthouse looming ahead, they exchange nervous glances before stepping inside. A small crowd has gathered, mostly friends and family who have known about their situation for some time now. As the officiant begins to speak, Isabella and Norman exchange solemn vows, promising to love and cherish each other until death do them part.
With a final kiss, they are pronounced husband and wife, the cheers of their loved ones echoing around them.
as we drive to and enter our estate I see a renewed spring in Isabella's step.
As they exit the courthouse, the sun is beginning its descent over the horizon, casting a warm glow across the city. Isabella can feel herself blushing as she takes your hand and leads you to your car, her movements a bit more graceful than before. The weight of the ring on her finger sends tiny shockwaves up her arm with each step, reminding her of the new life they've embarked upon together.
The drive to their estate is spent in a blissful silence, interrupted only by occasional glances exchanged between them.
"Dann lass uns mal sehen, ob unser Traum wahr wird." She picks up a tissue, sniffs it, then wipes her nose. "Du bist ja ein junger Mann, und du hast schon jetzt so viele interessante Erinnerungen." She looks at you thoughtfully, enjoying your presence. "Ich bin mir bewusst, dass du älter bist als ich. Aber ich denke, du bist bereit für etwas Neues." *
Du bist älter, genau. Bist du schwanger
“Also, wenn du wirklich schwanger bist,” She says softly, leaning against the sink as if she's about to kiss your cheek. “Ich verspreche dir, mein lieber Enkel, dass ich dich seit zehn Jahren nie wieder verlassen werde.” She steps closer to you, letting her warm breath fill your nostrils. “Du weißt, wie es ist, wenn dein Herz so schnell schlägt und deine Haut heiß wird?” Her voice softens slightly, like a gentle breeze that calms all your senses. *