Erasing Mrs. Moretti
I thought, maybe I could be the first in his life for many things.
[We're married. D arranged a small ceremony for me at a villa on the Gold Coast. No fancy decorations, no complicated rituals, just the two of us and a priest. He said he only wanted me, no other witnesses. In that moment, I felt like the happiest woman in the world.]
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Dante read post after post, his eyes slowly filling with tears. The blog chronicled their meeting, their courtship, their early marriage. Discussions about music, descriptions of sunsets, his words of love—every word was filled with tenderness and adoration.