July 28, 2012
"I, Tyler, take you, Mia, to be my lawfully wedded wife.
To be together in happiness and in strife,
To have and to hold,
Even if your cooking grows mold.
I'll love you in richness and in debt,
And cherish all moments since we've met.
I promise to love you until the end of my days,
As long as you stay out of my baseball plays.
I pledge to be faithful,
even when we're old and dull.
This I promise you, Mrs. Mia Rileys."
Those words repeated in my head over and over again. Tyler had a sense of humor, and why not incorporate it into your wedding vows?
Anyway. I just have an indescribable feeling of joy and completeness in my heart. I'm officially Mrs. Rileys. I'm married to the goof of my life. Ahem, love, I mean.
Tyler and I were [happily] exhausted and climbed into bed. And he started talking about children. No, there was no funny business. Not just yet...haha. Awkward.
"How many babies do you think we'll have, babe?" he said.
"As many as the stars in the sky...
...haha, just kidding!" I joked.
He smirked at me. A bit too seductively. But I wasn't into it. Like I said, we were tired.
"Not tonight, hun. I'm tired. Let's sleep."
And he drifted to sleep, with a contented smile on his face. As for me, I was deep in thought.
My ex-best friend, Lydia, was at the wedding. I mean, we're still friends, but she, Tyler, and I had some complications several years ago. Let me give you a hint: Valentine angles. Yup, a love triangle. Wanna hear? Okay. Let's rewind to 12 years ago, when I was 14...
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RomanceMy name is Mia. I'm married to the love of my life, Tyler Rileys. I'll tell you my story if you want to hear it. But here's the thing: I'm going to start this story with our wedding, so that this story will end with the first time we met. And I won'...
