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Several months after planning everything meticulously, from choosing the location to what we would wear and even what we would eat, we traveled by private jet to Bora Bora, a small island in French Polynesia that was truly magnificent.

Jack had the idea that he would be the one to perform our wedding ceremony, and I, a little excited, agreed, as the photos I had seen online of every corner were splendid.

The sea was so clear that I could see the fish swimming in it, the warm breeze on my face quickened my heart, and the white sand beneath my feet were simply the best sensations in the universe.

I had to admit that getting there had not been easy at all, as we had had a lot of setbacks in organizing our wedding. The invitations didn't turn out as I had hoped, and even delivering them was quite a ordeal. Jack's suit was almost not ready for the date we had indicated, let alone my dress, booking the hotel and restaurant for so many people was almost impossible.

We had definitely gone thr