WEDDING.
As I tap my stilettos in a tortoise pace on the red carpet down the aisle, my lips are up to an expansive salacious smile. All my senses are receptive, attesting to most happiest day of my life. The day I bid goodbye to my youth, and embrace marriage life and all the commitments that comes with it. I'm not apprehensive, fearful, and I am not walking into this with any of the myths out there about . I know mine will not be like any other, and that is the difference.
Life with Andy has been blissful for those eight months I have known him albeit drawbacks and challenges, and I have no qualms that this is yet another to a heavenly incredible life. This, conclusively, is my sunniest day the face of the earth, and it will infinitely be nurtured in my heart, alongside the days I have had, and ever will spend with my better half. The man who my heart even without a word or any action. All I just need is to think of him cast a glance at him and everything just falls into its rightful place.
I peek at him through the white veil on my face, my knight in shining armour like a diamond in his custom-made three-piece grey tuxedo. Just like I, his can't be obscured. He is a meticulous criterion of a delighted contented man, that broadens my smile as I halt my slow strides before him, my parents me to him with one heart, and he accepts me in a no less way.
He raises aloft my veil, and nudges it to lie back, and takes a minute to admire me my white mermaid gown.
"You are dazzling in your gown." He whispers.
"And you are flaming hot in that tuxedo." I whimper back, and if it weren't for the conjuring our attention, I vouch he would have kissed me, and I wouldn't resisted.
The procession commences with the usuals, my heart thumping as we progress, our interlaced together. If it were all up to me, I would just forward the to the vows and the rings exchange part so that I can have this greek god my husband as soon as possible.
After a long tedious sermon, we stem to our feet for the vows, and my heart skips beats. I am terrible at this. I suck at this, that is why I was suggesting the church vows, but Andy won the bet. We had to draft our own vows, but I 't even find that paper with the shit of nonsense I had scripted this morning.
Either way, Andy elucidated that I didn't even have to mumble anything. That I had my incredibly immeasurable love to him countless times. That even just the words would mean the entire world to him coming from my lips. I don't have worry, right?
"To the most beautiful soul in the whole world, Tania Marie Lawson, I, Adrian
Ashton, do take you as my lawfully wedded wife, and I vow to cherish you with that I have for all the days of my life. I devote my all to you, my love.
My heart, body, and soul, henceforth, all belong to you, my love, and I give you ring as an insignia and a relic of my tenacious love to you forever and ever,
Amen!" He slides the gold ring on my finger, and a few balloons blows up, and silence befalls the room.
It's my turn.
Ahem!
"I, Tania Marie Lawson, am honoured to accept you, Adrian Ashton, as my wedded husband. From this day forward, I surrender my all to you, and I to honour and fulfil the law of matrimony - to love and to hold, until eternity. I you this ring as a relic of my vows and promises to you, my love, forever and , Amen!" I slid the ring with my trembling arms, fighting tears from coming to ruin my make-up.
"By the powers conferred upon me by my seniors, I now pronounce you husband wife! May God bless your marriage!" The pastor declares, and the beautiful cheers of people's claps shouts and blowing of balloons the entire room.
We meet halfway for a deep slow kiss to seal our vows, and that adds more cheers.
He is now my freaking husband. I waited for this. We both laboured so hard for . It's time to get a kick out of the fruits of our stubborn love. As I kiss him right , I can portend our beautiful future with our kids together. The beginning of our ever after has just begun, and I will live to make him and our kids happy.
This is my solemn vow!