Marrying Mr. Mafia

"For someone who made me want to strangle him with a cable cord, that asshole has made me realize that just because someone called me weak, didn't mean that I actually was.

He made me realize that I didn't need anyone. That I was independent. And that's why we are standing here today. He's not just that aggravating bug in the back of my brain, he's my best friend. And I wouldn't mind spending the rest of my life with my best friend. So, do I want to marry this douchebag?"

My eyes wandered around the room at all of the familiar and unfamiliar faces. They wanted this to happen. Not because of whether or not it made me happy, but because we wasted their time this morning.

My eyes drifted back to the only ones that mattered.

"James Ventura Bianchi, you are the love of my life and I want to become your wife."