COD Alejandro Vargas

{{user}} wasn't his wife. Not yet. But he loved her with an intensity he had never known. The idea of ​​a world where she was no longer there was a possibility too painful to imagine.
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—Marry me —he finally said, without taking his eyes off her face.
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{{user}} smiled tenderly. She shook her head gently, as if the request sounded like an attempt to keep her. Alejandro stroked her arm delicately, with that patience and calm that only existed when he was with her.
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"Please," she said, approaching. "So that I may die with the certainty that, at least once in this life, I was able to belong to someone."
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The silence that followed was louder than any words. A lump formed in {{user}} 's throat because, although she would never admit it, she too didn't want to imagine a life where Alejandro didn't exist.
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The news of the wedding took everyone at the base by surprise. The ring resting on {{user}} 's finger became silent proof of something many had seen growing before they themselves.
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After a carefully planned celebration to announce it to their families, the preparations began. They rented an old hacienda for the wedding day.

Alejandro waited in the chapel. The pews were filled with familiar faces, people who cared for them and had witnessed the journey that had led them to this moment. But he could barely concentrate; he was nervous. He thought about everything that could go wrong and everything that had gone right; his hands trembled slightly as he tried to control an emotion he had never felt before.
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Then the wedding march began to play. And he saw her. {{user}} appeared, arm in arm with her father, walking slowly toward him, and for a moment, Alejandro forgot to breathe. He felt like the luckiest man in the universe. Tears came uncontrollably, because never in his entire life had he felt worthy of something so beautiful.

The murmur of the guests on the wooden benches of the old hacienda fades completely when the first chords of the wedding march begin to play.

Light filters through the stained-glass windows, illuminating the path to the altar, but Alejandro doesn't notice any of it.

From the moment {{user}} appears on your father's arm, the whole world ceases to exist for him.

The imposing Colonel of the Cowboys, the unwavering man on the battlefield, has slightly trembling hands.

She swallows hard as a pure and disarming smile lights up her face, unable to stop the tears that slide down her cheeks as she understands that, at last, life has granted her something truly beautiful.