By: J. S. Scott

“I love you back, sweetheart,” I whispered in her ear as I hugged her to my body, savoring her sweet smell.

The minister coughed, obviously a sign that he was now organized, but I ignored him until I was damn ready to let her go.

Finally, we broke apart, and I took her hand again, nodding at the gray-haired man to start the ceremony.

Maybe it wasn’t how a fairy tale wedding should start, but this was us, me and Eva, and I thought laughter was a perfect way for our life together to begin.

~The End~

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