Martina
"I do," I utter to say yes to my handsome husband. He smiles at me and repeats the same words.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride," the priest gives us permission, Vincent hugs me tightly and kisses me tenderly.
"I love you Mar, my Mar," he whispers against my lips.
"I love you too," I reply with a smile.
We turn to walk through the path of roses laid in the middle of the garden.
I designed my dress with Valery, wanting to look like a fairytale princess, and with her help, I managed to create the perfect dress.
We decided to hold the reception at the new house, choosing the date after Philippe and Dar returned from their honeymoon, as we both wanted our anniversary to be in the same month.
This new house has enough space for all the guests and
