Right now, Rose and I are standing in front of my friend, Lance. While he's asking questions, I can't focus on Rose. I've been staring blankly since earlier. Who wouldn't be? She's so beautiful in her simple dress and makeup.
As in light lang ang lipstick nito at baby face powder lang ang pinalagay sa mukha. Ang damit naman na napili ni Hero, masyadong conservative. Pero bumagay sa plain white stellitos shoe's with three inches hills.
“Hey! La Costa!” my friends, who are witnesses to my wedding with Rose, shouted. That's how I snapped back to reality.
“W-What was the question again?” I whispered to Rose, who now has a frown on her face.
“If you don't want to marry me, just say so. The judge has already asked twice, and you're still staring at my face,” Rose said, rolling her eyes at m
