Cerita Pernikahan Romantis Novels & Stories

smiled sweetly at him. She was crying, her eyes were clearly visible even though her face was covered with a veil. “Scarlet Hart Berkshire, I love you so much. I promise to laugh with you, cry with you and grow old with you. I will cherish and love you, support your dreams and respect our differences. I will be by your sides through ups and downs. We do have a lot of trials encountered before but I promise that I will always be by your side. I will give everything to you, take this ring as my heart and soul. Let this ring be the witness that I am yours and I chose to be with you forever, until death do us part. I love you so much.” I heard Scarlet sobbing so I immediately wiped her cheek wi

Of course, under my breath. One couple spoke about their adventurous honeymoon in Indonesia, I think they mentioned Bali or thereabout, I simply did not give a hoot. They looked like they would die for each other, something I would never do for this man sitting next to me. Another couple gushed about how they met in university and had been inseparable ever since. A couple of others shared their love stories, It was all so sickeningly sweet. And then, it was our turn. The host smiled at me. “So, Mrs Lorenzo, tell us something about your love story. How did you fall for your husband?”

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.] … 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.

Tom, one of the hosts, asked. “Much better. I’m good to go,” she answered with a smile. “Alright, let’s go. In case of unforeseen circumstances, we’ve given each couple two maps. Once the countdown begins, you can all take your routes. Remember, the ranking will be based on the couple that reaches the castle first,” Tom explained as we watched the countdown begin. Five, four, three, two, one. Go. We started the journey, each with our own map. We could have used just one, but neither of us wanted to get close to the other. The forest didn’t look as creepy from the inside as it did from the outside.