Even Octavia sniffled, her eyes red.
She held Nadia, bouncing her habitually. "Aren''t they just the sweetest? I can''t even!"
The wedding wasn''t entirely private; it was semi-public.
The media present had been recording the entire event.
Even though the bride and groom had "run off," the atmosphere remained incredibly moving.
Jarrod''s monologues were sent to major online tforms, almostpletely unedited.
Within an hour, they had shot to the top of every chart.
Mr. Silverstein of The Silverstein Group, a titan in the worlds of finance and venture capital, had reached a pinnacle of sess at a young age that others could only dream of. His fame was already substantial, and the public revtion of his secret, long-held love sent viewership numbers soaring to terrifying heights.
Trending topics climbed one after another.
#PerfectLovelDo!
#ElodieWinsAtLife
#ShippingThemSoHard BelieveInLoveAgain!
The video went viral, causing an unprecedented sensation.
Countless people shared it with friends and family,pletely swept up in the romance.
Thement sections were flooded.
The stock prices rted to The Silverstein Group soared repeatedly.
Thepany''s public image reached a new high in a short period.
But the most important thing was, from this day forward, no one would ever again question Jarrod''s love for Elodie.
When Elodiended in Hokkaido, she saw the news from back home.
She stood by the window, watching the different versions of Jarrod from different times. Seeing it from her current perspective, she felt a pang of heartache.
She sensed a deeperyer of bitterness.
That love had not been easy.
It had spanned nearly a decade of long days and nights.
In the car, Jarrod had suddenly asked her to record a response, saying she would marry him.
She hadn''t thought much of it. She was happy, so she did it.
But she never expected him to send it back to the wedding venue, a bookend to his
countless proposal videos, receiving her answer yearster.
It was only then that she learned he was taking her to Hokkaido.
Hokkaido was in the midst of a heavy snowstorm.
The vast expanse of white was breathtakingly beautiful.
It felt as if the world consisted only of her and Jarrod.
And right before her eyes, through a pane of ss, was a venue decorated like a dreamscape It had beenpleted in the first year of their marriage, and only now had she arrived at the wedding site he had prepared for her years ago.
A wedding venue meant for her alone.
It had been perfectly maintained all these years.
It was too cold outside, with thickyers of snow, so they checked into a private
guesthouse right next to the venue.
Her long-held wish to visit Hokkaido had finallye true, yearster.
Elodie''s nose tingled with emotion. She looked from her phone to the view outside the window.
All of it was Jarrod''s doing.
"Bringing you here was a rather
watching the video, and with a slight raise of his eyebrows, he took her phone Alright that''s enough If there''s anything you want to hear, just ask me directly. I''ll tell you face-to-face."
Elodie sniffled and looked up at him. "Are you getting shy? How rare."
Although Jarrod didn''t show it, she could sense it.
So even a man like him had moments like these.
Jarrod took her hand, looking first at his wedding ring, then at hers. "The original ptan was for you to watch this at the wedding, in front of our friend and family, to make sure all the gossips saw how much dove you. That would have put an end to any future rumors. Then bring you to Hokkaido to see the venue I built for you years ago, as our honeymoon But you''ve been through too much. I didn''t want to make you endure the stress of
greeting so many guests. So I decided to bring you here ahead of schedule."
The n was a bit rushed.
But fortunately, the result was good.
Today was for the two of them alone.
Elodie asked, "You were preparing for the wedding back then, butter..."