" Do you, Christopher Joseph Corbyn take Dream Ophelia Knight to be you wife?"
My heart is stuck dry in my throat and waiting for his answer.
" I DO."
"Do you, Dream Ophelia Knight take Christopher Joseph Corbyn to be you wife?"
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The king fou...
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GLASSGOW, SCOTLAND, was beautiful. A perfect snowy state, in the late December. The to - be - weds wanted a Christmas wedding but before the actual day of Christmas.
The Corbyn family just reach the nation two days prior to the wedding, to follow the festivities.
The night was young, and Mr and Mrs Corbyn were all set to rock their individual invites for the bachelorette party.
Dream was dressed in a black sheer top and ivory metallic skirt. It was perfect for a night at a bar, drinking their guts out. Her long brunette hair were free to wander with slight curls at the end. A red lip to adorned the whole look.
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Christopher on the other hand, looked as slick as ever. With dark navy shirt and a lighter pai of slack was what his outfit of the night was. With two button loose at the start.
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