Dawn was not the type to wait for the “perfect” opportunity before doing something. Now definitely wasn’t the ideal time to get married because she still had a term or so left of college and didn’t even have a job on the horizon, but she went for things when they felt right (not perfect). Now getting married felt right, so she was going for it.
Dawn had been dating her boyfriend for a long time, had already proposed to him and even been engaged for a bit, so why not move on to the actual wedding and (hopefully) “happily ever after”?
The key question remaining was, “What type of wedding?” An elaborate fairy-tale wedding on the beach? In a forest?
She fantasized about it a little bit, but in the end, she and her husband-to-be decided to keep things simple. Planning something over-the-top would take too long, ruin her anti-perfectionist vibes, and not do anything to make the day more special (because she was already marrying the love of her life and receiving hundreds of thousands of simoleons/a house as a wedding gift from their parents—delays caused by more flowers or a more spectacular setting were not wanted and would not be tolerated).
The ceremony went smoothly! ♥ It was held on Windenburg Island at the historic Mayflower Inn (designed by DevonBumpkin).
Bride and groom returned to Dawn’s former home in San Myshuno for pictures.
Unfortunately, her father, who was in charge of taking some of the wedding photos, couldn’t keep it together and caused a slight scene by freaking out.
His daughter, Dawn, who was literally a child 2.75 seconds ago or so it had seemed, had married and was moving out? No. Undo. Stop. Delete. Rewind. It was too soon and completely unnecessary. Why was she even moving? His house was huge, with plenty of unused space. Son-in-law could move in. If the couple wanted, he could even design another wing for them. And to think that ALL of his other children (except of course Elmire who was just a toddler) would probably also be looking to move out soon. Was there a way to put a stop to ALL of it?
If he killed Antonio, Dawn wouldn’t leave?—Except of course she would and she’d likely hate her father who killed her husband too, so that wasn’t a viable option? He could arrange an “accident” instead, but if he got caught… It was unfortunate that his ideas to end this were fantasies that would likely never work.
For the moment, Asher resigned himself to telling her to visit often.
The newlyweds moved to a new home designed by the renowned SimLicy in Sulani where Dawn had grown up and where Antonio lived before getting married.
I never shared Dawn’s Artbreeder image, so here it is, a more realistic and slightly younger version of her: