Our wedding day happened as planned. Although it took twelve years, I’d found a soul mate. . . . we were finally going to have a nuclear family. This wasn’t a dress rehearsal; it was real. After working a half-day, we held our wedding at the apartment. The only decorations were the beige, white, and lavender helium balloons that read, “Congratulations! You’re Newlyweds!” I wore a cream-colored satin A-line dress with lace layered around the collar. Its wide bow sash added a special touch to the dress. Otherwise, there was really nothing fancy about it. I had on small diamond stud earrings. My makeup was set, and I had applied a shiny chocolate lip gloss. The gloss made my lips look kissable. Since I didn’t have a veil, I placed some baby’s breath through my hair.
. . . . With her dark bangs and hair up in a ball with baby’s breath tucked in, she looked like a princess. She wore white lace tights and lavender shoes. She even had on a soft-colored lipstick and pearl earrings. . . . on his black suit with a beige shirt, lavender tie, and matching hankie that was tucked into his pocket. He was all decked out with polished black patent leather shoes. Including the minister, there was an audience of around thirty family members and friends to witness our special day. We were all crammed inside the small two-bedroom apartment in . . .
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