"Do you, Tyler Douglas, solemnly promise to take Siobhan Brooklyn as your legally bound wife? To support each other through sickness and health, in times of poverty and wealth, good fortune and adversity, for all eternity until death separates you?" He gently placed the wedding band on her finger. "And do you, Siobhan Brooklyn, commit to making Tyler Douglas your legally wedded husband? To stand by him, facing life's challenges together, in both happiness and hardship, for an unbroken future till death parts you?" "I... I do," she whispered, her heart heavy with a mixture of fear and unexpected love. Siobhan, a resilient yet fragile soul, carried the weight of nightmares and struggled to leave her troubled past behind. Her dreams had always revolved around the love stories found in her romance novels, never envisioning marriage. Tyler's sudden appearance had caught her off guard. He was the epitome of perfection - handsome, wealthy, and intelligent, despite his own harrowing past. Their union was a practical arrangement, born out of duty rather than passion. "You may choose to be difficult," he declared coolly, "but remember, I won't back down easily. The goal here is clear: to challenge you, and create a child between us."
