We went inside the city hall, mom and dad's already inside the mayor's office. Madrigal Davidson, the city mayor is a dear friend of our family.
The tiny old man is sitting on a swivel chair when we entered his office, in front of him was the documents we need to sign so that our marriage would be official.
"Good morning, Ingrid. It's been a whole. How are you?" Mayor Davidson said in a soft voice, his hands were intertwined with one another and his chain's resting on the back of his hand.
"I'm good, Mayor, how about you?" I asked, a sweet smile was on my lips.
"Likewise." He uttered, he bore his eyes to the man beside me afterwards, "You must be Adrien Garcia." He mumbled as he looked at Adrien intently, the latter nodded his
