The plans we made were carried out in secret as a surprise for Junhyung. I get chills as his birthday approaches. He'll repeat his vows, and I'll repeat

mine. In honesty. There will be no act of force this time. Finally, Junhyung's birthday mark the calendar on the 23rd of November. He goes to work

as usual, not expecting anything different tonight. As soon as he leaves, I call up Omma and she arrives with all the other bridesmaids and makeup

artists.

Let the preparation for the bride begin.

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I sat quietly, nervously facing my mirror. My face made-up for the second time of my life, wearing the dress that I chose for myself. My fingers

were icy, my toes curl, my breath uneven and short. All I could hear was the loud thud of my heart in my ears.

"Once Junhyung calls, we'll drive you to Ocean's Eleven straight away. " Omma reports to me. I gulp and nod.

The ceremony will be held at the beach. Where there is a high class restaurant located nearby. My mind was blank. All of us waited for Junhyung to

call. This is it. I'm ready. I'm ready to fully admit that I want to spend my life with him. At that moment. Omma's phone shrilly rings. Everyone

shifts in anticipation. I clench my fingers together nervously, my tummy running wild.

" Yoboseyo? " Omma greets casually.

" Ne? You're dressed up? And no, I'm not gonna tell you why. Okay, see you at the restaurant. " Omma says, flipping her phone shut. She looks at

me happily.

" You ready? " She smiles.

I took a deep breath and grin. " Yes. I am. "

She smiles softly and approaches me, kissing my forehead and let my veil fall over my face.

" Let's go. "
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Mr.Park drove as fast as he could to beat Junhyung there. As I'd be arriving first, it means Junhyung'll be the one walking down the

aisle. Mr.Park stop harshly in front of the restaurant and I rush over to the cermony area. Guests were seated and shook my hands as I arrive and

walk past them. I was terrified, walking up the aisle, bowing to the priest a hello. I adjusted my veil nervously, my fingers touching my face. I

shivered at my icy fingers. My heart was thudding non-stop since just now. I turn to omma, who was smiling tearfully at me. Encouraging me with a

thumbs up. I my lips nervously and gulp. Evening out my breaths, I let the sea breeze calm me down.

But it ran wildly again as soon as someone calls out, " Junhyung-shii is here, everybody!! "

My whole body froze and I dared not to move, I face the front rigidly. I hear some orchestra beginning to play, and I could feel Junhyung's surprise

and disbelief.

" Omma, what is this? " I hear him whisper panickedly behind me. I shut my eyes and willed him to just hurry up.

Omma shushes him and push him up to the aisle. He appears right beside me. I took a deep breath and turn to look at him. And went rigid and 

breathless. He looks so........dashing. With his hair combed back and his body fitted into a tux. I swallowed nervously and smile up at him softly.

He stares into my eyes in awe, his mouth slightly ajar. His eyes trails up and down from my eyes to my whole face. I turn away from him, my face

heating up. Both of us wordlessly face the priest. My heart speeds up. This is it, I'm going to say yes for real.

" Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today...."

I blocked out the priest's speech. All I could think was Junhyung's warm body next to me and his presence was calming. Junhyung senses my

nervousness and takes my fingers and interwines it with his. His fingers were icier than mine.

" Better? " He whispers lowly. I let out a heavy sigh of relief and nerves and smile.

" Much. " I told him.

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