The Wedding Day
The long-awaited day had arrived—yes, the day of our wedding.
A week ago, I discovered I was pregnant. I hadn't told anyone yet; I decided to wait until today to tell Henry and then our family.
We had rented a venue for the wedding, and to my surprise, it didn't have any mafia connections.
The backyard was beautifully decorated. At the end stood an arch filled with pink and white lilies. The chairs were made of rustic wood, and along the aisle ran a baby pink carpet that matched the colors of the lilies.
There were only six rows of chairs, three on each side, to be exact. We hadn't invited many people, yet there were plenty of seats.
The hall where the party would take place was also decorated with lilies. There was even a panel full of lilies for photos. At the back
