As we stood there making our vows to each other, I knew something with absolute certainty: anyone who witnessed it would never forget this day.
Not because it was ruined by someone’s jealousy and cruelty, but because we’d fought for what truly mattered.
We’d protected our family, and we’d shown everyone what real love looks like.
And you know what? Amelia kept that flower basket on her nightstand for months afterward. Every time I’d tuck her in, she’d point to it and say, “Remember when I was the bravest flower girl ever?”
“I remember,” I’d always reply. “And I always will.”
Source: barabola.com
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