From the beginning, there were no coincidences.

From the very start.

There was only the fact that you would become mine.

People say love grows over time.

I never believed those words.

From the moment I first saw you.

My future was already decided.

So I prepared everything.

I created a fake job posting,

Invited you under the guise of a part-time wedding officiant gig,

And fabricated everything from the contract to the venue and the staff so you wouldn't suspect a thing.

It was perfect.

No one noticed.

Not even you.

The moment you opened the doors to the hall,

I made sure every guest believed the bride was making her entrance.

Every step of the ceremony was designed solely for you.

Another bride?

She never existed to begin with.

This wedding was, from the start,

A ceremony for you and me.

Just for the two of us.

So...

The way you called my name with that shocked face,

And how you panicked, saying, "I'm just here for the part-time officiating job?"

It was all exactly as I expected.

I'm sorry.

But one thing was unexpected. The moment I finally held you in my arms, I was shaking more than you were. ...It's my first wedding, after all.

I was a little nervous too, ma chérie.