Terms and Conditions
As we stepped out of the chapel and into the sunlight, I couldn't help but steal a glance at Edmond, my husband.
The word held a new weight, a new beauty.
"I love you," I told him.
"I love you more," He answered. More like promised.
"Ehm... Ehm..." A familiar voice interjected, her voice rasping with urgency, drawing our focus toward her.
"I hate to break up the cringe lovefest, but I am on official business," Cupid declared, her tone a mix of dry humor and matter-of-factness as she approached us. "Congratulations, by the way. Your union is another win for Snuggle, and we hope we did the best we could."
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