14 November 2012
There she stood in all her glory dressed in a pristine white gown made just for her. Her face slightly hidden by the thin veil. Her brown tresses were tied up and sat at the back of her head, multiple white pins visible. A bouquet of white lilacs hid her delicate hands from view as she walked on the freesia and white rose petal-littered white carpet.
She looked like an angel.
My angel.
As she neared, I could see her blue eyes shining and a smile etched on her lips. The white pearls around her bare neck and the matching studs on her ears were the only jewellery seen but I knew that she had a bracelet as well.
Everyone was looking at her. Their expressions a mixture of joy and awe. I couldn't blame them, she was always a head turner.
The moment she reached me, I took the veil off and faced the priest.
Today was the day our life together would begin. Today was the day I would have her. Today was the day that she would officially become my sweet angel.
Angel • Opuss № I