(Fabio's POV)
Lifting Monique's wedding veil, my heart skipped a beat. I knew it was weird to feel this way, given that I was masculine. I shouldn't be reacting stup*dly about it but I couldn't help it and I couldn't just deny the fact that it was really what I felt and that was the truth. No matter how much I wanted to deny it and get this out of my thoughts, but I simply couldn't!
My hands felt even a little shaking, but of course, I had to hide that. I couldn't show in front of her that I was also nervous so I was covering what I really felt at the moment with a fake playful grin.
On the outside, I knew I appeared cool and hot, at the same time, but deep inside, I was also melting with those beautiful eyes from the woman in front of me who just became my wife today! I could pretend
