Unbreakable(151)By: Emma Scott
I kissed him, laughing, then knelt to hug Callie. She threw her arms around my neck, and I could feel her tears. Callie cried very easily these days but this time, at least, it was for joy.
“I’m so happy you love my daddy so much,” she whispered.
“I do. I love him so much. And I love you too, baby. So much.”
Cory and I were married standing ankle deep in the surf at sunset, with a cruise ship captain serving as our officiate. A young Fijian man, just starting out his wedding photo business, snapped pictures.
Talei served as both witness and maid of honor, while her two little girls and Callie threw plumeria flower petals into the clear blue water. I wore a wreath of the same white, star-shaped flower in my hair, and Cory’s neck was draped with them in a kind of lei. Onlookers strolling the beach gathered to watch and when the captain pronounced us man and wife, a chorus of cheers went up.
I kissed my new husband for the first time, overcome. Cory’s eyes shone but it was my tears that escaped, and he held my face, not brushing them away, but letting them fall.
“You never cry,” he whispered.
I smiled through my tears. “I’ve never been so happy.”