Dear Nicola,
The weather was almost pink with sky blue linings creating a breathtaking halo up in the horizon. The sun was setting down while Island birds chirped around. The people were gathered around hushing softly among themselves.
My family were, Dare I say, actually looking happy. Rare view. I asked the photographers to make a video of every littlest thing they find 'cute' as per your orders.
My nerves were getting high by the second. The time was ticking rather slowly. I was praying continuously for things to go perfectly as planned. Funny, How absolute rubbish it would have sounded to old narcissistic self me.
I was snobbish, brat and an egotistical jerk four years back but now everything has changed… .. For better.
Jenna came out of a narrow path. She looked excited, happy and nervous all at the same time, still the cute little shit.
"She is coming. " She whispered to me and immediately vanished back to where she came from.
"Here comes the bride." Someone said loudly in excitement.
My breath hitched in my throat. A lone tear escaped from my right eye then another tear rolled from my left eye. Soon I was sobbing like a five year old. I cursed internally when a photographer took my photo and video like a madman. That bastard.
Still I didn't utter a word. I was gawking at you and thanking god. You were looking like an absolute angel. Angel of my dream. You too have tears in your eyes. I felt good at least I won't be the only one going to look like a cry baby whenever our kids are going to watch our marriage album and footage.
The priest started reading vows. All felt like a blur when we said 'I do's'. The moment was magical, surreal almost.
You were now finally mine. Only mine.
Yours loving husband,
Aaron.
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Aaron (New Version)
RomanceDear Nicola, You told your side of story and now it's my turn to tell mine. Yours only, Aaron