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They held hands and ambled to the altar that dwelled ahead of them.

There was a smile on his face, the kind that proclaimed love without utilizing or letting out the words.

Clad in her white gown, with the flower bunch in her hand, she moped at the man next to her and offered him the nicest of her smiles.

They dropped anchor at the front of the church and when she looked around, hundreds of people posed up on rows of chairs, well arranged for guests who were meant to grace the occasion.

Before them was a priest.

He was all smiles, with his hands that were stretched out to the un-bonded couples.

“We are ready," Alexander's voice hit the large space.

“We are ready." She announced alongside him.

The priest, ever willing to do what should be done, handed over the booklet to the man next to him and encountered the couple fully.

"Do you—” he commenced, his gaze fixed on Alexander who was still all smiles. "—Alexander Stone, take Emily Hartley as wife?”

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