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“Then just tell me you love me,” I whisper.
“I love you.” He smiles so deep, I see his dimple.
We go to kiss, and there’s a loud cough from the reverend, stopping us.
Whoops!
“Umm… we’re going to save that for later, you two. I’m sensing the groom is eager to kiss his bride.” He addresses the congregation. “Should we get started, folks?”
A quiet laugh rumbles through the crowd.
Hand in hand, we make our vows. Not vows of vengeance. Instead, we vow to love one another.
Forever.
The end