Eva's Daddy

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It was the perfect day for a wedding. The sun had risen early in the day, warming the air to the perfect temperature. Sitting high in the sky above the wedding, the sun shone down on the outdoor ceremony. Louis was standing at the alter, hands sweating and shaking with nerves. The alter was perched under a large birch tree which was shading most of the guests sitting in the front row. Friends and family were sitting all on white chairs decorated with cream coloured stain draping over them. Louis was dressed in a simple black tux with a white bottom up underneath it and a black pencil tie around his neck. His hair was slicked back, tight on the sides loser on the top. He let his moustache grow back the littlest bit on top of his lip creating a shadow effect, which made him look older than just 22. His tailored pants fit his legs like they were made for him and only him, gripping onto his butt and falling to his feet that were covered in a pair of dress shoes.