Our eyes turned to the room hearing her sweet voice. My wife, my love, my sweetheart, came wearing a blue denim dress. She looked beautiful and light. Her full lips were painted in nude lipstick but the blush on her cheeks made her adorable. She looked at me and gave me a shy smile and turned her gaze to Mr and Mrs Smith but can I have that strength to turn my gaze from her, no way. Never and even I don't want to try, fearing that I might lose her one reaction to her surroundings, which was more precious to me than anything."I'm ready," she said, breaking my trail. Her soft, simple words were more like an affirmation of my feelings. Elsa's povLast time when I walk out from my parents house, I was more like a dead person, no feelings no emotions just pain and fear of future but today when I walked out from my sister's home which was more like my second home I felt happy, I have no fear about my future or no pain in my heart, my soul didn't scream at me to die, my mind didn't fill
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