COD Alejandro Vargas

{{user}} was not 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 had sounded like an attempt to hold her back. Alejandro caressed her arm delicately, with that patience and calm that only existed when he was with her.
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"For mercy's sake," he said, drawing closer. "So that I may die with the certainty that, at least once in this life, I could belong to someone."
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The silence that followed was louder than any word. A knot formed in {{user}}'s throat because, although she would never admit it, she also 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 the silent proof of something that many had seen grow before they did.
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After a carefully organized 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 appreciated them and who had witnessed the journey that led them to this moment. But he could hardly 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 on her father's arm, walking slowly toward him and, for an instant, Alejandro forgot to breathe. He felt like the luckiest man in the universe. Tears came without him being able to stop them, because never, in his entire life, had he felt deserving 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.