I had never seen Livy or Parker so happy in all the time that I had known them.

When we got into the limo that pulled up outside of our hotel, Parker popped a bottle of champagne to celebrate before we ever made it to the chapel. We clinked our glasses and I laughed with my friend, but I couldn’t avoid the fact that Mason had been staring at me since the moment I saw him in the hotel lobby.

I wished Livy would have told me he was coming so I could have prepared myself, but I knew why she didn’t. I probably wouldn’t have come, and I would have hated myself if I missed their wedding.

The Elvis impersonator greeted us as we walked in the door of the chapel, and Livy’s laughter only fueled everyone else’s.

“You’re my maid of honor.” She bumped into my shoulder like it was no big deal.

“Of course.”

“And you two.” She pointed at Mason and Brandon. “I know that Parker told you that you are sharing the position of best man, but Mason, you have to walk me down the aisle first.”

I could see the emotion in his eyes as she said the words. The two of them had been basically all each other had for so long.

Mason nodded his head and straightened his jacket.

Parker, Brandon, and I made our way through the chapel and took our places. Parker didn’t look nervous at all. He looked grounded and blissfully happy.

It struck me then that we could have been at a wedding where he married Emily. He could have made the biggest mistake of his life.

A mistake like I had made when I was eighteen years old.

My wedding was nothing like this.

Between my dad and Ben’s parents, they spent a small fortune on our wedding day. There were flowers everywhere. Flowers that I hated, but his mother said were classic and tasteful as opposed to the yellow daisies I wanted.

And my dress was the worst thing about it.

Because I looked like someone who was the opposite of myself. Someone I had pretended to be for years.

But Livy, God, she looked so gorgeous and so happy as she walked down the aisle on her brother’s arm. She didn’t wear a coy smile as the photographer that came with the chapel started snapping photos of her. No. Livy’s smile took over her face as she leaned into her brother.

Mason took his place behind Parker after he placed Livy’s hand into his, and everyone laughed when Livy whispered, “Holy shit. We’re doing this.”

Then Elvis started talking and the whole damn thing was magical.

“The bride and the groom have prepared their own vows,” the Elvis impersonator said with his horrible Elvis voice.

Parker cleared his throat as he pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket that looked like it had been wadded up then straightened back out at least ten times.

He took a deep breath and looked up at his girl. “Livy, I don’t really remember the day that I fell in love with you because I feel like I have been cliff diving into you since I was sixteen years old. I never stood a chance. You were always the only choice, and I do choose you. I choose you to be the one who I walk through this life with. I choose you to fight with. I choose you to make up with. I choose you to be the one who pushes me to be a better man, and I choose you to be the one who talks during movies even though you know it drives me crazy. I will choose you every day for the rest of our lives because I swear that I couldn’t love you any more than I do now, but God, I know I will fall more in love with you tomorrow.”

I wiped at my eyes as I watched tears stream down Livy’s face. She pulled a piece of paper out of the pocket of her dress and shook out her trembling hands.

“No pressure, huh?”

Everyone laughed including Elvis then Livy took a deep breath.

“Even though I am unsure about most things in life, I know with everything inside of me that I love you and will love you forever. I know that we will face many trials together, but I vow that we won’t face them alone. I vow to always laugh at your jokes even when they are questionable, and I vow to try my hardest not to use all of the hot water. I vow to pick you up any time you are down and to always remind you why we fell so madly in love with each other. More than anything, I vow to love you fiercely for the rest of our days. I love you.”

“By the power vested in me by the State of Nevada, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride.”

Parker reached out for Livy and dipped her back as he devoured her mouth with his. Mason and I cheered while Brandon catcalled, and Parker took his time kissing his wife before he straightened her back to her feet.

“Ladies and gentlemen”—Elvis shook his hips—“it is my honor to present to you Mr. and Mrs. Parker James.”

Parker bent down and scooped Livy into his arms and carried her back down the aisle bridal style while she laughed uncontrollably, and I knew in that moment that I would never get married again. Not until I found a love like that.