Hey guys! This is a collab between me and my friend, Aliqueen16!
We haven't done one in awhile, not since our one shot series, and while we've tried, most of them have been deleted for lack of inspiration.
I watched The Greatest Showman on Sunday for my sister's birthday, and I LOVED it. And I don't normally like musicals, so... XD
I hope you enjoy this story! I tried to make it as historically accurate as possible, cause I'm the need who feels like that's important XD
And now, on with the story!
I shrugged my mulberry frock coat on over my white shirt, and adjusted the sleeves while looking in the mirror.
After a full year of seeing Anne, we had finally reached out wedding day, and even though several people disapproved, all I needed was the approval of Anne's brother, as he was her last living relative, which I got as soon as I asked to marry her.
W.D. had been working non stop to make this day perfect for Anne, with the help of Charity, and I couldn't be more overjoyed that I was finally gonna marry the love of my life.
I tucked the spring of small blossoms into my coat front before waiting to go into the main room where the ceremony would be taking place.
While I knew that Anne had been anxious about the whole thing, I was over the moon to continue my life with her.
Everyone was in the main room, waiting for the ceremony to start, and I was standing beside the priest near the fireplace, when everyone turned their heads to the doorway, and saw Helen showering the room in flower petals, before standing beside her mother.
Then W.D came in with Anne on his arm, and I was shocked.
Anne was in a pale pink dress with green lace, and her white veil was being supported by a pink blossom flower crown.
She was gorgeous, even if everyone thought she wasn't good enough, I sure did.
W.D. let her go, and whispered "take care of her" in my ear before sitting down, and the priest started.
"We are gathered here today to celebrate the holy matrimony of Phillip Carlyle and Anne Wheeler. Do you, Phillip Carlyle, take this woman to be your wife, to live together in holy marriage? Will you love her, comfort her, honor, and keep her, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, be faithful to her as long as you both shall live?"
I smiled at my bride under her veil, and gazed into her brown eyes as I uttered the words. "I do."
"And do you, Anne Wheeler, take this man to be your husband, to live together in holy marriage? Will you love him, comfort him, honor, and keep him, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?"
"I do." I could see her lips move under the veil, smiling the whole time, not regretting anything at all.
"Then, under the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, I now pronounce you Mr. And Mrs. Carlyle, husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."
I lifted the veil up and over, finally seeing her full face, gently put my hand on her cheeks, and put my lips on hers, hearing everyone cheer and clap.
"I love you." I whispered, running my hand through her hair, leaning in to kiss her again.
"I love you too." She smiled as we finished the kiss when a loud commotion started coming from outside.
"Stay here. I'll go see what it is." Phineas said, as he opened the door, to see thousands of people starting to light the house on fire. "Everyone out!"
We all ran out the back door, just in time to see Anne's and W.D's house be engulfed by the flames, and Anne clinging to me, starting to cry.