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About 10 years ago, Drew left CHB. Now, as a newlywed, she's back, but why?
Content Warnings- Swearing, mentions of intentional death, implied death
"When Drew Tanaka saw my, in her words, "imperfect eyes," and "gorgeous tan skin" with "those beautifully styled highlights", she'd prayed to God that I wasn't straight," I laughed, and everyone followed suit.
"Two months later, I kissed her, and I thought I'd fucked up our friendship. I don't think I've ever gotten out of an ice cream parlor faster. She followed me out and wiped my tears, then cupped her hands so they fit around my cheeks, and pulled me into another kiss. That was about six years ago. Now, she's married to that woman. So, to my lovely wife, Mrs. Drew Palent. I love you, mi amor, and will never stop loving you."
"To Drew," the chorus echoed and clinked their glasses together.
I smiled at our families as I sat down. My dad, my cousins, aunts, good friends, and uncles, but Drew's younger brother, Matt, and her father were the only ones she wanted to invite. She claimed she didn't have any other family important enough to invite that could come, and I went with it. She didn't talk about her family much unless it was her little brother, dad, and sometimes a cousin in France who'd taught her how to speak the language before moving there.
I looked over and saw my lovely wife and noticed her eyes were not very red, considering the amount she'd cried, whether she was sobbing into my shoulder, or just a small tear that was silent but gracefully traveled down her cheek, which had happened at least fifteen times in the past two hours.
Her dress made her look like a goddess. She'd chosen a breathtaking dress, which she didn't need to look outstanding, but she just happened to choose a dress that complimented her Japanese features. Floral, lacey designs sketched the top of her sleeveless dress, but the bottom was silk and flowed into a small and simple train.
"Can't help staring at me, can you, Mrs. Cherry Birsha Palent?" she teased me, her smile glittered pearly white, and her eyes ever so slightly closed when she smiled.
"I'm always staring at you," I muttered, then started to blush. "No, no, no, that's not what I meant, I mean I love you, but staring at you twenty-four/ seven is kinda creepy. You're just very gorgeous and I'm so glad I married you two hours ago."
She let out a small laugh, and said, "I got what you meant Cherry," then kissed me, a quiet, quick kiss.
"God you're so amazing, I'm also so glad I married you two hours ago."
"Me too, mi amor."
After the reception, we went home, in the hopes of getting sleep, though we had the whole day for that, it was nice to try. Drew was out cold. I was not. I don't know how she did it, but she did.
