Chapter Fifty Eight
It’s when the time comes to say vows that I snap out of my trance.
“I, Artemis Credence, take thee, William Carter, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold, rom this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part.” William smiles genuinely.
“I, William Carter, take thee, Artemis Credence, to be my wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part.”
As soon as the priest gives the go ahead, William’s lips come down on mine.
As suggested by the photographer we keep our mouths closed and kiss for about 10 seconds to get sufficient photographs. I pull aw
