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It was a beautiful day in the city: the sun was shining bright in the sky, the clouds were soft and white, the birds were singing beautifully in the trees and the wind was blowing calmly in Rosewood… Everything was just perfect for my wedding.
The Church doors opened right in front of me and I couldn't help feeling butterflies in my stomach. Everyone turns around and looked at me, making me more nervous that I already was. I take a deep breath and held my father's arm a little bit stronger. I had the feeling that at each step, my feet would turn in the heels. My hands started to sweat while I was holding the flowers bouquet and suddenly, I felt the urge to laugh in the middle of the ceremony. My daddy started to walk into the church with me and I felt my legs getting weak at each instant. Aria and Ezra were in the right side pews, holding hands and smiling at me. I passed through them and there was Spencer and Toby, theirs eyes shining more than diamonds to me. Spencer whispered silently: "you're g-o-r-g-e-o-u-s!" and then blinked at me. I smiled to them and passed with my dad, increasingly closer to the altar, which I didn't want to look at. I close my eyes and felt the tail dress swinging at my back while I walked. "Breathe, Hanna, stay calm. You're beautiful. Today it's your day, nothing wrong will happen to you", I said in my mind.
-Are you ok?, my dad asked quietly in my ear.
-Yes, yes, I'm good, I answered, trying to stay calm.
He laughed a little and then continued the apparently long walk to the altar. When we finally get there, I opened my eyes and saw Caleb right in front of me, in a black tuxedo with a white flower in it. His face was horribly hilarious and I almost laughed seeing it. Apparently, he was more anxious and nervous than I, if it was possible. My mom, Ted, Emily and her father were standing in my left side, everyone looking at us like they could cry at any moment. The priest coughed lightly to catch the attention of everybody and then started the ceremony when all of the people sat down.
- Today we are gathered here, in this Church, in name of God, to celebrate the matrimony of Hanna Marin and Caleb Rivers.
Caleb and I looked quickly at each other, smiling, and then turned back to the priest.
-When God created the world, he made Adam, to be His image and likeness. And, from the rib of Adam, He made Eve, to be his companion for the rest of their lives. Just like Adam, a husband has to respect his wife, no matter the situation. In sickness and in health, in joy and in sorrow, in wealth and in poverty. So, Caleb Rivers, do you accept Hanna Marin as your wife in sickness and in health, in joy and in sorrow, in wealth and in poverty?
- Yes, I do, he answered seriously. Caleb caught my left hand carefully, like it was made of crystal and put the ring in my finger.
- And you, Hanna Marin, do you accept Caleb Rivers as your husband in sickness and in health, in joy and in sorrow, in wealth and in poverty?, the priest asked to me.
- Yes, I do, I responded smiling to him. I caught Caleb's cold hand and put the ring in it, blinking a little right after.
- Now, if someone has something against this union, speak now or shut up forever.
No one said anything behind us.
-All right… Now, I declare you wife and husband. You can kiss the bride, the priest said to Caleb.
He looked at me with a smirk and said whispering: "Finally!" Suddenly my body was canted in his arms and my tongue was in his mouth. With one hand I held his hair and with the other, I held on his back, still with the flower bouquet in it. Behind us, I could hear everyone clapping hands and whistling. I laughed in the middle of the kiss and he laughed right after. We straighten and holding hands, run the church headed out into the bridal car, under a hail of shouts and rice. The church bells started to ring and we kissed in the backseat.