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The Simple Garden Wedding

Author: Oma
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-22 23:24:18

Samantha’s POV

The backyard was beautifully decorated for Rachel and Paul's small wedding. Fairy lights shone between the big trees, and a path of white flower petals led to a pretty arch with fresh flowers. It was a simple and perfect setting, just like Rachel wanted.

The chairs were arranged in a half-circle, facing the arch. Only close family and friends were there, smiling and chatting quietly.

The air smelled sweet with roses and lavender, and the gentle breeze made the moment feel special.

I stood near Rachel, clutching her bouquet of soft pink peonies, as we waited for the ceremony to begin.

She looked stunning in her flowing white dress, the lace details catching the light of the late afternoon sun.

Her hair was styled in loose waves, with a delicate flower crown resting on her head.

“You ready?” I asked, my voice soft.

Rachel smiled at me, her eyes shining with emotion. “I’ve never been more ready for anything in my life,” she replied.

Dad appeared then, his face glowing
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