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2024-10-29 19:42:56I nervously took my father's arm as he walked me out into the backyard at my in-law's estate. It's okay to call them in-laws at this point, right? We walked across the yard and onto the pink rose petal make-shift carpet as peacocks wandered around in the flower jungle my mother-in-law had created. It was absolutely wonderful. I looked out at the crowd and could only see one face, George.
With my father keeping me steady, which I was thankful for because whoever decided a backyard wedding would be a great idea in these heels needed to be shot. As I thought that I recalled, it was my idea. Well, shoot me now.
George was the most handsome I had ever seen him in his white tux. I was so against white, but now seeing him in it, he looked like every prince charming I had ever read about. He had a light pink rose on his lapel, and his green eyes drew me in the closer I got. Everything else around me was a blur of faces and people. I couldn't believe
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