1. Island Fever 3: Matrimony - Chapter 06 (Story/Series Final Chapter)


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    actually made eye contact as she slowly passed me by. "This is awesome!" she exclaimed, though her voice was barely audible. In an unexpected twist, I felt myself beginning to tear up and become emotional. I was so very _proud_ of Lindsay and the great strides that she had made as a human being in the 17 months we had known each other, and been together. At one point - very early on in our relationship - I actually thought of Lindsay as greedy, self-centered and, worst of all, uncaring. Oh, how wrong I was. It took a little time, but Lindsay was now completely irreplaceable to me. I loved her more than words could ever say. I could not imagine living one second of my life without her in it. Perhaps it was the protective nature and fatherly instinct that I felt for Lindsay (but did not like to admit to having, simply because it sounded eerie) that caused me to become all teary-eyed and emotional as I watched her take her place at the altar. I was twice her age, right? Old enough to be her father? I know for a fact that I had helped ease the massive void - even if just a tiny bit - that had been in Lindsay's life since her father passed away two years ago. Dear God... how many times had she come to me simply seeking advice, like most college-aged girls do from their father? I was the one man she looked up and respected more than any other. Out of all of the wonderful women in my life, I felt the need to shield and _protect_ Lindsay more than any other. She was my little baby. ...
    She was... like a daughter to me. "It's okay, dad," Scarlett whispered in my ear, obviously knowing what I was going through at the moment. How many times had Devon told Scarlett - as well as all of the others - that in many ways, I was like a father to Lindsay? Really, I could not deny it. Lindsay appeared cool, calm and collected as she stood at the altar and exchanged warm greetings with her bevy of bridesmaids. Some of them even snagged quick hugs from her. My heart was fluttering within my chest as I watched her. It seemed as if my feet were not touching the floor; I was floating. Yes, floating. I was so happy and... proud. When the piano chords of the next song began to play, I turned and again focused on the back of the cathedral. I was not very familiar with this tune - _I Will Love You_ by Fisher - but it was a beautiful piece with lyrics that seemed to fit Trish's feelings for Lindsay to an absolute tee. For tonight, this song was Trish's bridal processional theme. A truly luscious, captivating woman in her own right, Trish was positively glowing and looking more splendid than ever in a lacey ivory gown, also of the off-the-shoulder variety. She had a silky brown sash tied at her midriff, then the lower half of the dress began to billow-out and dangle in lovely ruffles all the way down to the floor. Trish's thick and healthy brown hair was tied up into an attractive bun, and she had a white lily flower pinned to it. No one could possibly rip that smile from her face ...
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