Levi's POV...

****** 6 weeks later*******

Levi sweetheart!" My mum walks over and hugs me.

"What's wrong mum? Is she alright?" She's making me nervous with all her hugging and crying.

" Everything's fine son! You look very handsome in your tux," she smiles while straightening my bow tie.

" Everyone's waiting son, you better get in there," my mum adds.

My left pant leg keeps getting caught on my brace, must be attracting static or something.

"Hey, there you are! You need help? Want me to fetch your crutches?" Landon enters the dressing room, seeing what's keeping me.

"Is Andy holding on to them for me?" I ask him. He nods.

"I'm good for now. Trying to get this pant leg to hang over my brace."

Landon kneels down and tugs the fabric over the molded plastic that keeps me from tripping or falling when I walk.

In between new modeling jobs and helping plan this wedding, I've spent a lot of my free time attached to the ceiling harness in the rehab gym, preparing for this day.

I'm going to walk down the aisle with my beautiful wife with her arm in mine, without using my crutches. And if my leg cooperates after, I'm going to dance as much as I can with the most beautiful, loving woman I'll be spending the rest of my life with. If I can get this brace to stop catching on my pant leg.

I don't usually wear my brace when I'm at home to give my skin a break and so I can move my foot around. Charlotte doesn't look at me or treat me like a cripple when she watches me limp around ever so slowly without my brace, using my crutches or holding onto furniture so my limp foot doesn't make me fall over. She only smiles at me with those encouraging mosaic eyes of hers. If I never run or jump again, it'll be discouraging but I know I'll be okay as long as Charlotte is by my side reminding me that I'm not as disabled as I think myself to be. That girl is always pushing me to never give up or feel down about myself.

I'm now here on my wedding day ready to marry the love of my life. We've survived so much together, overcome so many obstacles and we've also had so many happy moments. This one will be sure to top the list.

Mark is very excited that I've fully embraced these new modeling jobs. Who would've thought a movie star, now disabled and uses walking aids would have such a positive impact for the company I'm working for and the consumers. The day after my picture was published with the energy drink, my instagram blew up! Apparently I've become a celebrity again, this time among both the abled and disabled communities. I'm not perfect like the movies make us out to be. I've suffered a life-changing injury and I'm showing everyone I'm human, I'm surviving, and having a disability won't define me. It'll still take me awhile to feel comfortable showing the world my handicaps, but I feel good knowing I can possibly make others with disabilities feel more confident about themselves.

Charlotte is beyond proud of me. She's always proud of me when I refuse to give up on myself, but now, my newfound confidence brings more meaning to my life. I want to keep trying new things, things that are difficult for someone who can't walk well. Find new outdoor adventures Charlotte and I can both enjoy and navigate together. I'm ready to step up and shower my bride with love and determination.

Nate has even suggested that I help the other patients in both Charlotte's rehab facilities. He says I'm a great listener and I can relate with some of the young adult patients, helping them through their difficult times the way I had Jake, Nate, Landon, and Charlotte helping me with mine.

The patients here in Boston over the last few weeks have taken a liking to me and talking to them has been an eye opener. I find great joy and meaning in helping others. I finally have a sense of why Charlotte enjoys it so much.

I like spending time in Boston and California, they're like two different worlds but equally appealing. I don't miss what I had in England before my accident. Well I do miss having fully functioning legs, but I don't miss my flat or the nights out at the pubs, or the life I had there. My parents and mates visit us often and we've agreed to make more trips to London after the wedding. My family and mates are here now though, sharing this special day and that's what matters.

Charlotte's selflessness and unconditional love has shown me that life will always be better with her. And even though she spends her time taking care of everyone else, including me, she knows that no matter what struggles either of us face, life is better when we are together.

Landon's managed to get me to the alter of this very old and beautiful Boston church. He's by my side as my best man with Andy, Nate, Jake, and Mark all standing up here together.

Charlotte's sisters and Krysta along with one of her friends I just met are on the other side.

Somehow in six short weeks, we planned a wedding and got all the important people here to celebrate with us.

I can't wait to see her walk down in her gorgeous white dress.

Landon punches my shoulder, snapping me out of my trance, " Here she comes!" He says to me.

The music plays and everyone rises to get a glimpse of my beautiful soon-to-be wife.

She is absolutely stunning, walking down the aisle with her dad. I have the biggest grin on my face knowing that this amazing girl is mine.

Her dad gives me her hand before walking to his seat to sit with the rest of her extended family. We both turn towards the priest, hand in hand, my gaze locked onto her. I can't  peel my eyes away from her beautiful face, small tears running down her cheeks as we recite our vows.

"Do you Charlotte take Levi as your wedded husband, to love and cherish him, in sickness and in health, til death do you part?" The priest reads from his book.

"I do!" She whispers behind her happy tears.

For a moment, the entire church is silent until the priests says to me, "You may kiss your bride," and the entire place erupts in cheers when I lean down and place my lips onto hers.

After the ceremony we head to her rehab facility where all her patients and Nate practically begged us to have our reception there.

Not very traditional, yet is the perfect place for us to celebrate with everyone. The place where I woke up after my accident, where I learned how to adapt to my broken body, where my heart was broken and where it was mended again. This is the place Charlotte and I fell in love and promised to always be by each other's side and there's no better place to share our new life together with all the people who mean the world to us.

My crutches come in handy while we walk around and thank everyone. But once our wedding song comes on, I ditch the crutches and hold my new wife in my arms while we dance across the room.

"Thank you for everything my Love," I whisper into her ear.

"My hero," she calls me.

Nothing can make me happier in this moment.

"Levi...I wanted to wait until later to tell you, but this is the right moment," we're holding each other and she's staring into my eyes.

"What is it my love?"

"I'm pregnant."

There's a long pause, not at all I was expecting her to say. I quickly realize there is something that makes me happier.

"You're going to be a great father, Levi. We're going to be great parents and our baby will be loved so much."

I'm instantly worried about pregnancy complications and everything that happened the first time around until Charlotte reaches up and captures my lips with hers.

She pulls back just enough to say, "I love you so much and no matter what, I know we'll be fine. There's only forward from here." She kisses me again, reminding me that thing may not always be perfect but our love is.