Valority of Yves

hite, rose quartz, blush hues with hints of gold-white net on the columns, chairs and tables with beaut

another dressed in their nines, chattering of some, laug

jet-black tuxedo paired with a white shirt accompanied by a platinum brooch representing the initials Y and D adorned with glittering diamond

The bride is dressed in a stunning white bridal gown with a watteau- monarch train of 10 feet, cathedral veil, an illusion jewel ne

ng her hand on his arm taking the much needed support to walk in that dress and heels👠

the nervousness and tiredness from the preparat

rown🟤 colour, he enters the room and walks straight to the bride giving out a bright smile

s🤗 him. Then the man and the groom exit the room to g

lastered on their faces. The guests slowly get settled in their respective seats with their children pl

the event with her Uncle. They both enter the room only to find it empty without the bride in sight. F

ide is

ling the line on the other end is switched off, then he cal

but to no avail. This created tension among th

e left t

ide fl

esn't want t

the groom suddenly remembers the

out everything that has been weighing me down, as I can speak my mind here without any restraints a

arents and uncle rushed

into the car and drove past the streets and pe

sadness, tears and pain; a place full of silence and peace, a place visited with hear

aces, where a huge lush green oak tree is seen, with its bra

white roses. As he walks towards the tree, the image of the woman gets cle

s behind the bride, she turns her at the sound of foot

foun

parkling of the diamonds on her clothes

both embraced each other in a hug full of emotions and words spoken w

ather themselves, they sat below the tree in silence, conversing

bride finally spoke Le

e. When they reached enough distance as the tree got small yet can be seen, she gave

s the man I love