"We are gathered here today to join Roman Bianchi and Eleanor Elmz in holy matrimony." He paused. "What is love?"
Eleanor stood facing Roman as the priest spoke. The day had finally come. The day she had dreamt of even as a little girl. The day she'd marry the man that invaded her mind whenever and wherever. She found him breath taking as she stared into her eyes through her veil. He stared at her very own that held unshead tears of joy.
"Do you Roman take Eleanor as your wife?"
"I do." He smiled as he slipped her ring.
"And do you Eleanor take Roman to be your husband?"
"I do." She fumbled with the ring but it fell. "Shit." She cursed quickly getting it then slipping it on his finger.
She looked at the priest earning a disappointed look. "Sorry." She blushed in embarrassment making
