Signing the marriage license
The ceremony concluded with a kiss, sealing our commitment to one another. We moved to the side table to make everything legal and binding.
I picked up the pen, my hand feeling heavy as I realized the finality of this moment. I signed my name on the marriage license, officially becoming Francis’s wife that afternoon.
My signature looked slightly different, perhaps reflecting the sudden change in my life. There was no going back now; I was starting a new chapter alone.