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From Cocoon to Butterfly: Meeting the Beautiful Self

As the wedding reached its peak, the emcee’s voice came through the microphone. “Mr. Edward Shawn, do you take Ms. Celina Moses to be your lawfully wedded wife? Will you stand by her through thick and thin, whether she’s rich or poor, healthy or ill, for the rest of your life?” Edward, my fiance, hesitated, scanning the crowd as if searching for someone. He let out a quiet sigh, his eyes betraying his deep disappointment. “I …” Before he could finish, the doors to the auditorium burst open. I saw Zoey, dressed in a striking red gown, and a wave of dread hit me. Isn’t she traveling with her wealthy boyfriend? With tears welling up in her eyes, Zoey looked at Edward. In no time, tears started streaming down her face. She lifted the skirt of her dress and ran over, throwing herself into his arms. “I’m so sorry. I never realized you were the one who loved me the most. Now I see that I’ve fallen for you,” she confessed. As she cried and poured her heart out, I looked around and saw everyone in the audience with amused, almost gleeful expressions, which made me even more embarrassed. But Edward just held Zoey effortlessly, gently patting her back, and said with a soft smile, “Don’t cry. Your makeup will get smeared by your tears.” It was a tone full of love I’d never heard from him before.