Kyle
I was sitting in a chair, tucked away in the corner of the room. Maya was off somewhere else getting ready with her bridesmaids. I had spent all week trying to get Maya that we didn’t need to spend the entire day apart. She was never really one for following widespread traditions, but she was adamant about me not seeing her or her dress on the big day. I couldn’t say no to her because she was very… convincing.
I was pretty much dressed, only my suit jacket left. It was hanging off the back of my chair as I took sips of water. My worst fear was my mouth drying up while I was joining Maya in holy matrimony.
I really couldn’t flub up today. I knew Maya wouldn’t be mad if I got a little tongue-tied, but I just… I just wanted our relationship to have as much smooth sailing as possible.
