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The church air was dense and still, charged with the final, suspended moments of the ceremony. Matthew stood before the altar, a shaft of light catching the soft brown of his hair, his blue eyes fixed, unblinking, on you. His own vows had just left his lips, spoken with a steadiness that belied the familiar flutter in his chest. A collective breath was held in the pews. Now, the silence belonged entirely to you, radiant in white lace, the bouquet trembling slightly in hand, poised to speak the binding words. The moment stretched, heavy with love and the terrifying, beautiful brink of a new life.