THE MATRIMONY

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FIORELLA BIANCHI His ego won’t let him cry because he does not want me to see him in tears, but I still find it as something cute he can do right now. When I walked down this aisle with Violeta’s father, I almost ran up to the altar to meet my husband, but I didn’t because I knew eventually, I would make it to him. Here I am, standing in front of him, holding hands as the pastor blesses our marriage. Benjamin and I cannot keep our eyes off each other. He is probably afraid to blink thinking that it will all just be a dream, just like I do. You should have heard him when he was saying his vows; gosh he could not stop the tear dropping out of his right eye. Yep, my man actually shed a tear in one eye, and that was it. Between me and him, I think he cries a lot. “Can we have the rings plea

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