The ring is on my hand,
And the wreath is on my brow;
Satin and jewels grand
Are all at my command,
And I am happy now. ("Bridal Ballad" - Edgar Allan Poe)
This is it. The moment I've been waiting for. I finally hear "Here comes the bride" and I can replace the first line with "Here I come", as it's about me.
They weren't surprised to know who the groom is - they knew there could be a great many Gatsbys in this world. And now I was one of them. Alexandra Clarissa Gatz. This is why I sign in Romanian as Clarissa Gheață - as it sounds like the name I now proudly don, in my native tongue's sonorities.
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