And again her mind fell away from the barriers of the conversation. When she looked around, white rose petals drifted down from the hand of a small girl behind her. On her own hands, two silk white gloves carried a bouquet of sweet smelling scarlet ibises. And covering her graceful form, a baby blue dress hugged her hips, cascading down beyond her feet like a soft waterfall. Her normal brown hair was done down in twisting curls and soft white ribbons swung through each new curl. On her neck lay a simple pearl necklace, catching the light of the overhead chandelier. A smile played at her lips and tears of happiness trickled down her rosy cheeks. She looked around her, and the risers were filled with her family and friends, each one smiling, the more emotional ones had tears of joy running down their own faces. She sighed gracefully, the sparkle adorned white veil blowing up away from the movement of air. And the man at her side, smile down at her. His smile just spread and spread, proud to finally have Saphira Lei his own.
“And do you, Matt Fuasto, take Saphira Lei as your lawfully wedded wife, to love forever?”
“I do,” he said, smiling joyfully. She slipped a plain gold band onto his finger, smiling up into his dancing blue eyes.
“And do you, Saphira Lei, take Matt Fuasto to be your lawfully wedded husband?”
“And I…” she started, looking out at her family and friends. In the front row sat her old highschool friend, James Goodwin. The tears on his own face didn’t seem so full of joy,”can’t.”
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