I felt butterflies as I stepped into my long, white dress.
Brushing my fingers through my blonde, tumbling locks, I was ready to go.
It was June 2021, and I was getting married to my partner, Grayson.
My beloved pop, Donald, was elderly and weak, so Grayson and I had decided to have a small wedding with immediate family in my grandparents’ backyard so Pop could come.
Then we’d have a second, bigger wedding with everyone in December.
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