He Rigged the Vows, I Chose His Uncle
"Regina Sterlini, do you take Samuele Moretti as your husband, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health?"
"I do," I said, my voice clear and steady.
"Samuele Moretti, do you take Regina Sterlini as your wife, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health?"
"I do," Samuele replied, his voice low and smooth.
With everyone watching, we exchanged rings.
The priest's voice trembled, but he still finished the rite. "I now pronounce you husband and wife."
Samuele pressed a soft kiss to my forehead.
A hesitant clap or two broke the silence before the applause finally grew into something real.
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