(This part is just the wedding a sex scene at the end. I thought it would be fun to swap between Ty and Sky perspectives for this one as it is a very special chapter for them. I will write their name inside brackets when the pov is switching. And posting times may vary for a while.)
(Ty)
The sun shone brightly on the morning of our backyard wedding; casting a golden glow over the beautifully arranged garden. It wasn't just any backyard; it was the one where Sky and I had shared countless memories, from running through the sprinkler as kids to watching the stars as a couple.
My heart fluttered with excitement and nerves, realizing that I would marry my twin sister, the love of my life, today. I took a deep breath as I adjusted my tie in the bathroom mirror.
"Oh no!" A little cry called out. "Uncle Daddy, help!"
I glanced at the bottom corner of the mirror and chuckled at my two oldest boys. Kyler was fumbling with his tie trying to figure out how to put it on, while Dylan had given up and turned to me for help. I shook my head with an amused grin and stepped in to help my boys.
"There you are, son," I said, after helping Dylan with his tie.
"This is a hard thing," he said.
I laughed and ruffled his curls.
"Alright, Kai, let's get yours on."
(Sky)
The morning sunlight streamed through the windows as though nature itself was blessing this special day. My bridal gown hung in the corner. It wasn't a proper wedding dress; I was worried about raising suspicions and talk in town if someone were to see me buying a wedding dress. There were already enough questions and whispers about who the fathers of the countless babies being born into our family were. So, I opted for a white casual summer dress.
My bridesmaids, Millie and Lily, along with my mother, bustle around me; their laughter and chatter filling the room with warmth. They help me with my hair and makeup, transforming me into the bride I've always imagined. As each curl rests perfectly, and my make up applied, I catch of a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I wasn't big on caring about my looks, but damn did I look beautiful.
My mother's eyes glistened with tears as she helped me fasten my veil. Her hands trembled slightly. We shared a quiet moment, a silent understanding passing between us about the significance of this day. My mother had married her twin brother, and now, I was about to marry mine. I was a lot like my mother, and I loved that we shared the same love story too. I just hoped mine didn't end so tragically like hers did.
The time came to step out and walk down the aisle. My heart pounded with every step as I made my way toward my brother. My sisters and three of my children walked before me, their smiles reflecting their support and love for us. My younger children were running around the yard playing with the other children. As I locked eyes with Ty at the altar, all my nervousness melted away. His reassuring gaze told me that everything was exactly as it should be.
(Ty)
Sky's entrance was nothing short of magical. Mom walked Sky down the aisle, her face beaming with pride and joy, but also sadness stemming from the loss of my father. This day must have been so hard on her, but it was a touching sight to see her guide Sky with such grace, acceptance, and love. Something she had never gotten from her own parents.