Loving Him

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The church bells tolled and deeply resonated throughout the cathedral, almost as if giving me a forewarning. I wrung my hands as I stared at the intricate designs of my white dress. A dress that I despised. I hated it. I wasn't one for lavish styles and 'out-there' dresses. That really went against everything I associated myself with. A minimalist is who I am and my style - a huge contrast to the dress I was forced to adorn today.

I never imagined that my wedding would be like this. All lavish and intricate. No, I wanted my wedding to be simple with a flower wreath in my hair and a simple gown. I wanted to say my vows by the river and watch the stars that very night with my soul mate. But instead, I sit here in a expensively rented out cathedral, saying my vows in an all too formal manner. Then again, I chided to myself, this was business.

My head slowly raised as I heard the words "I do" being said from a deep, velvety tone. A voice that could ease all my worries away and make me smile in the darkest of times. I wasn't even listening to the priest as I looked at him. My beautiful, dark, angel. His stormy, grey eyes bore into mine in an almost threatening tone and I felt myself cower involuntarily. I wanted nothing more than for him to love me as much as I loved him. But I still met his cold gaze with a warm one and whispered "I do".