We arrive in the city, and only Cohen and Paxton are aware of our destination. We arrive at a hotel. What? A hotel? I anticipated a church. Cohen escorts us indoors, where a sign at one of the lifts reads “Foster Wedding” in cursive, adorned with genuine flowers.
I am becoming increasingly inquisitive about what lies beyond the Elevator. “Victoria!” “This is Celine,” Cohen states while introducing me to an African American woman with lengthy, straight brown hair. She is attired in a black pencil skirt and a pink blouse. She appears highly professional and is stunningly attractive.
“It is a pleasure to meet you,” she smiles while shaking my hand and subsequently presents me with a bouquet of white flowers.
All individuals may ascend except for the bride and groom. Cohen, you expressed a desire to accompany her down the aisle? Victoria enquires.
Cohen affirms, “Provided that my bride consents?”He enquires and gazes at me.
“It is unconventional, yet I cherish it.” There is no necessity for anyone to bestow me, as I am already a Cohen, and furthermore, my father is absent. We remain in the lobby with Victoria while the others proceed upstairs.
“When the doors open, I will hold them.” Remain in position until the music commences. “Commence walking when the music begins,” Victoria directs. I nod, and ultimately, the lift arrives, and we ascend.
Upon the door’s opening, I am immobilised in astonishment. We are on the rooftop, which resembles a scene from a bridal magazine. A large pergola, standing 10-12 feet tall, is adorned with elegantly draped white fabric and twinkling lights, complemented by an abundance of white flowers throughout the structure and its surroundings. The perimeter of the rooftop is adorned with greenery, imparting an elegant and inviting ambiance.
A sizable square table on one side is adorned with flowers and exquisite linen. On the opposite side lies a white fabric aisle leading to a spacious arbour adorned with flowers and foliage, flanked by chairs occupied by our friends and family. The music commences, drawing me away from my contemplation. I observe that my hand is positioned on my mouth. I remain stationary. “What method did you employ to accomplish this?”I enquire of Cohen, and he smiles.
“Do you find it agreeable?””
“It is exquisite… I was simply unprepared for this.” In what manner?“I enquire, perplexed.” Cohen laughs softly as he begins to walk, leading me alongside him.
I intended for you to possess something to reflect upon without remorse. Victoria assisted me with the engagement, and I enquired if she could also handle our wedding.
“Within a single day?”“I enquire as we continue walking.” “Certain individuals excel in high-pressure situations,” he adds. Excel in high-pressure situations? More akin to being beneath a pile of currency. This must have incurred a substantial expense.
“This was unnecessary.” <text”I would not have regretted marrying you, even if it were by an Elvis impersonator,” I assure him.
I understand, and that compels me to enhance this experience for you. You merit the utmost excellence!“he states.”
I possess it already. I possess you!”I declare as we arrive at the altar.”
He silently articulates, “I love you.”
“I reciprocate your affection,” I silently convey. We exchanged vows in a beautiful and intimate ceremony, and he could not have made it more special.
“I hereby declare you husband and wife!””
Cohen encircles me with his robust arms, while mine embrace his neck. As soon as our lips make contact, our small group erupts in cheers. As “Just the Way You Are” by Bruno Mars commences, we separate, and the audience rises to applaud while waiters emerge with champagne for all. The music plays as individuals dance and consume beverages, while the photographer secludes us for 15 minutes to capture several photographs.
Provided I possess two or three quality ones, I am exceedingly content. We obtain some with Alyssa, and subsequently with all individuals as well. Upon completion, ‘Speechless’ by Dan + Shay plays, and Cohen draws me in to dance. This song is included in one of my playlists, and whenever it plays, Cohen seizes the moment and dances with me in the kitchen.
“Did you instruct them to perform this song?”I knit my brow.
“Certainly, this is our anthem.”
We embrace one another throughout the song. Utterly unaware of our surroundings. His gaze into my eyes and his embrace. I sensed the affection between us. It was profound and exceedingly beautiful. We exchanged kisses and tender whispers, and I cherished every moment. As the song commenced, all were engaged in dancing; however, upon its conclusion, we observed that no one remained dancing. All individuals were observing us and applauding at that moment. Uncomfortable. I perceive my cheeks flush a pleasing shade of pink, and I observe Cohen smile at my mortification as he bestows a kiss upon my temple.
I was relieved to observe the waiters entering with trays of dishes, as it redirected everyone’s attention to the food rather than us. We all gather at the expansive table, where we are presented with a delectable salad. Dinner is served, featuring steak with lobster, whipped garlic potatoes, and broccolini. It was exquisite. The staff removed the plates and subsequently presented a two-tiered wedding cake adorned with white icing and floral decorations.
Everything was exquisite, and I am uncertain how they accomplished it all on such short notice. Upon cutting it open, I discover that it consists of vanilla cake with raspberry and buttercream filling. It is delectable. Alyssa appreciated the cake, as it arrived just as she was beginning to feel irritable. Zion as well.
All individuals appear to be deriving pleasure from the experience. The environment is filled with laughter and conversation, creating an excellent ambiance. Serena and her partner Malik appear to be harmonising exceptionally well, for which I am immensely appreciative.
