Page 166 of Love Unscripted
Then he shook his head in amazement.
“My little girl.”
Camille turned.
“Ready to walk me down the aisle?”
He nodded.
“With honor.”
~*~*~*~
The church filled slowly with the hush of anticipation, soft music weaving through the air as guests settled into their seats.
Aaron stood at the altar, hands clasped, doing his best to steady the nervous energy coursing through him.
Then the doors opened.
The entire room seemed to turn at once.
Camille stood at the far end of the aisle on her father’s arm.
Aaron’s breath caught.
She was radiant—utterly, unmistakably radiant. The sunlight streaming through the stained glass fell across her like a spotlight, casting soft colors that made her seem almost luminous.
Aaron didn’t even blink. His eyes never left her.
Every step she took toward him felt deliberate, certain—not hesitant, not unsure. There was a quiet resolve in her expression, a peace that hadn’t always been there before.
When she reached the front, Carlo took her hand and placed it into Aaron’s.
“Take care of her,” he said quietly.
Aaron’s grip tightened, steady and sure. “With my life.”
Camille’s gaze lifted to his, and for a moment the world around them seemed to fade.
The pastor began, “Marriage is a covenant designed by God…”
His words settled over them, not as formality but as truth—weighty, sacred, binding.
They stood close, hands intertwined, fingers fitting together as though they had always belonged that way.
When it came time for the vows, Aaron spoke first, his voice low but unwavering.
“Before God, and before these witnesses, I take you as my wife. I promise to love you as Christ loves the church—to lead you with humility, to protect you with strength, and to walk with you in faith all the days of my life. I will cherish you, honor you, and lay down my life for you, as God enables me.”
Camille’s eyes filled, but she did not look away.
When her turn came, she drew a slow breath, her voice soft yet clear.
“Before God, and before these witnesses, I take you as my husband. I promise to love you, to honor you, and to walk beside you in faith. I willingly place myself under your leadership, trusting the Lord to guide you as the head of our home. I will support you, respect you, and follow you as you follow Christ. With a joyful heart, I commit myself to you—completely, faithfully—for all our days.”
A quiet stillness settled over the room, the weight of her words not lost on anyone.
Aaron’s expression shifted—something deeper than happiness, something reverent.
