Impossible To Resist (BWWM Romance Book 1)(106)
She coughed and cried and stepped back from him, looking up into his dark eyes. “Oh Daddy, it’s okay. We all make mistakes.”
He pressed his lips together in a thin line and looked at her sorrowfully. “Will you forgive me, please?”
She laughed and nodded, hugging him again. “Yes, a thousand, thousand times yes. You are forgiven, just as long as you forgive me, too. I never meant to hurt you or disappoint you. I’m so sorry, Daddy.” She said, finally forgiving herself for everything he had been angry at her for.
He held her close and patted her back. “You’re forgiven, too, my baby.”
She let him go and looked up at him. “What… how did you get here? How did you know?” she asked, baffled.
He looked around over his shoulder and smiled at Reggie. “Your best friend brought me here. He’s been looking out for all of us, I guess. He’s a good friend, Cat. You better keep him.”
She laughed and went to Reggie, hugging him tightly. “Oh, I’m going to, Daddy,” she promised. Reggie hugged her back and kissed her cheek lightly, smiling at her with all the love in his heart.
Harold took a step toward her. “I brought you something,” he said quietly. “It’s a gift for your wedding. It’s not much,” he added in a soft voice, handing the box to her.
She took it from him and opened it carefully, peeling back the silver and white paper. Inside was a white box. She lifted the lid, and there in a brand new silver frame, was her mother’s photograph. It was the one that she used to keep on the shelf in her room at her father’s house. On top of the glass in the frame was another slender box.
She pulled the box out and Reggie took the photograph from her and left the room. She opened the lid on the box and gasped when she looked inside, where she discovered her mother’s pearl necklace, gently laid in white satin.
Harold smiled at her and reached into the box, pulling the necklace out carefully and holding it in his hands carefully. “I gave this to your mother on our wedding day. It was my gift to her, and she wore it when we got married. She always wanted you to wear it on your wedding day.”
He looked at her and raised his eyebrows. “Would you like me to put it on you?” he asked with a smile.
She nodded and turned around for him, and he slipped it around her neck and closed the clasp. When she turned to face him once more, she saw tears in his eyes.
“You look so much like your mother, you know. She was so beautiful and I couldn’t believe how lucky I was on our wedding day, and now here you are, standing before me, looking so much like she did, and I’m amazed again. I can’t believe how lucky I am to have a daughter as incredible as you are,” he told her softly, and she reached for him and smiled widely.
“Thank you, Daddy,” she said as she hugged him tightly. “I love you, too, with all of my heart.”
He held her for a moment and then looked down at her. “Do you have anyone here to give you away?” he asked hopefully.
She nodded. “I do. My daddy is here, and no one else could ever give me away.”
He grinned and offered her his arm, and a short while later they were walking down the aisle together, and no one could have been more surprised than Connor was when Harold walked up to him and reached for his hand, taking it so that he had Connor’s hand in one of his hands, and Catalina’s hand in his other hand.
“Connor James, I am giving you the most precious gift I have ever gotten in all of my life, I am giving you my daughter, with all of my heart, and I am trusting you to love her as much as I always have, since her first breath, I am trusting you to cherish her as I have, and I am trusting you to take better care of her than I have, to give her a life filled with love and happiness, to inspire her, to make her happy, and to love her all of your life.
“With my blessing and my love, Son, be blessed.” He spoke strongly and kindly and though Harold connected Connor’s hand with Catalina’s, Connor raised his free arm and wrapped it around Harold, holding him tightly for a long moment as he leaned up and whispered in the old man’s ear.
“I promise, Father. I promise.” And then he let Harold go, and Harold went and sat in the front row, in the second chair, right beside the silver framed photograph of his wife, which was placed in the first chair.
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The old and withered hand moved lightly along the beautiful mantle above the fireplace. There was a fire roaring and crackling beneath the mantle, but she wasn’t looking at the fire in the fireplace. She was looking at all of the photographs that lined the mantle.
In the center was a large photograph of a bride and groom on their wedding day, and as she touched the frame delicately, she saw that her wedding ring and the ring she had gotten from her mother still looked the same, and the only thing that had changed was her hand; it had become old and withered, but that didn’t bother her.
The bride and groom looked blissfully happy together, alongside her father and her best friend. It was one of her favorite photographs displayed there. Next to it was another photograph, this one showed the same couple, about five years later. The groom held two boys on his knees, and the bride held a little baby daughter in her arms.
In the next frame was another wedding photograph, but this one had a different bride and groom. This one showed her best friend as the groom, and a beautiful young woman as his bride. Not far down the mantle was another photograph of them with a son and a daughter, not much different in age than the children in the photograph of the first family.