I tried to stay composed, but my mother’s voice pulled me right back in to the main thing.The wedding.“I promise to stand by you, always. I promise to never let you forget how much you are loved. I promise to laugh with you, cry with you, and grow old with you. I promise to be your partner, your friend, your everything. I love you, Ricardo. So much.”A soft, collective "AWWW" filled the air.“Wow,” Christy whispered behind me. “They’re really in love. Look—Ricardo’s crying too.”The officiant smiled, glancing between them.“Ricardo, do you take Rosa to be your lawfully wedded wife?”“I do,” he said, and I could hear him fighting to keep his voice steady.“And Rosa, do you take Ricardo to be your lawfully wedded husband?”Mother's smile could have lit the whole garden.“I do.”“Then by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.”Ricardo leaned in, cupping her face so tenderly, and pressed his lips to hers. The garden erupted with applause a
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