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ð—Ķð—ĩ𝗞𝘄ð—ēð—ŋ-𝗧ð—ŋð—ēð—ŧ𝘁𝘆ð—ŧ.𝗙ð—đ𝗞𝘄ð—ēð—ŋ𝘀
ð—Ąð—ē𝘁ð—ģð—đð—ķ𝘅 ð—ŧ' 𝗖ð—ĩð—ķð—đð—đ-𝗖ð—Ūð—ąð—ē.𝗖
𝗛ð—ķð—īð—ĩ𝘀𝗰ð—ĩ𝗞𝗞ð—đ-𝗠ð—ķð—ļð—ē𝘆.𝗊
𝗠ð—ēð—ē𝘁ð—ķð—ŧð—ī ð—ĩð—ķ𝘀 ð—ģð—Ū𝗚ð—ķð—đ𝘆-𝗞ð—ķ𝘆ð—Ūð—ŧ.𝗔
𝗚ð—Ī ð—°ð—žð˜‚ð—―ð—đð—ē𝘀 ð—ū𝘂ð—ķ𝘇-𝗝ð—Ū.𝗠
𝗖ð—ĩð—ŋð—ķ𝘀𝘁𝗚ð—Ū𝘀 ð—ģð—Ūð—ķð—ŋ𝘆𝘁ð—Ūð—đð—ē-𝗝𝗞ð—ŋð—ąð—Ūð—ŧ.ð—Ģ
ð—Ķð—ēð—ē 𝘆𝗞𝘂 ð—ŧð—ē𝘅𝘁 𝘁ð—ķ𝗚ð—ē-𝗝𝗞𝘀ð—ĩ(𝘂ð—Ū).𝗖
ð—Ķð—ē𝗰ð—ŋð—ē𝘁-𝗔𝗚ð—Ūð—ŋð—ķ.𝗕
ð—Ķð—ĩð—ķð—ŋ𝘁-𝗝𝘂ð—Ūð—ŧ.𝗧𝗔
𝗊ð—Ūð—đð—ļð—ēð—ą ð—ķð—ŧ-𝗝ð—Ūð—đð—ēð—ŧ.𝗚
ðŸē 𝘆ð—ēð—Ūð—ŋ𝘀-𝗞ð—ķð—đð—đð—ķð—Ūð—ŧ.𝗛
ðŸŪð—Ū𝗚-𝗟ð—Ū𝗠ð—ēð—đ𝗞.𝗕
𝗖𝗞𝗚ð—ģ𝗞ð—ŋ𝘁ð—Ūð—Ŋð—đð—ē-ð—Ī𝘂ð—ēð—ŧ𝘁ð—ķð—ŧ.𝗚
𝗊ð—ĩð—Ū𝘁 𝘆𝗞𝘂 ð—ŧð—ēð—ēð—ą-𝗚ð—ēð—đ𝗞.𝗕
ð—Đð—Ūð—đð—ēð—ŧ𝘁ð—ķð—ŧð—ē-𝗗𝗞ð—ŧ𝘁ð—ē.𝗗
𝗗ð—ķ𝘀𝘁ð—Ūð—ŧ𝗰ð—ē-𝗚ð—Ūð—ŋ𝘆.ð—Ģ ð—ķð—ķ
𝗝ð—Ūð—ąð—ē-ð—Ķð—ĩð—Ūð—ēð—ąð—žð—ŧ.ð—Ķ
ð—Ķð—ĩð—ē'𝘀 𝗠ð—ķð—ŧð—ē-ð—Ķ𝗰𝗞𝘁𝘁𝘆.ð—Ģ𝗷ð—ŋ
𝗕𝗞ð—ŧð—ŧð—ķð—ē ð—ŧ' 𝗖ð—đð˜†ð—ąð—ē-𝗕ð—ŋð—Ūð—ŧð—ąð—žð—ŧ.𝗕𝗷ð—ŋ
𝗚𝗞ð—đð—ąð—ēð—ŧ 𝗚𝗞𝗞𝘀ð—ē-ð—Ąð—ķ𝗰ð—ļ.𝗖
𝗧-ð—Ķð—ĩð—ķð—ŋ𝘁-𝗝𝗞ð—ŋð—ąð—Ūð—ŧ.ð—Ģ
ð—Ķð—ĩð—ē'𝘀 𝗠ð—ķð—ŧð—ē-ð—Ķ𝗰𝗞𝘁𝘁𝘆.ð—Ģ𝗷ð—ŋ
𝗕𝗞ð—ŧð—ŧð—ķð—ē ð—ŧ' 𝗖ð—đð˜†ð—ąð—ē-𝗕ð—ŋð—Ūð—ŧð—ąð—žð—ŧ.𝗕𝗷ð—ŋ
ð—Ķ𝗞𝗚ð—ē𝘁ð—ĩð—ķð—ŧð—ī ð—Ąð—ē𝘄-ð—”ð—ąð—Ū𝗚.𝗠
𝗝ð—Ūð—ąð—ē-ð—Ķð—ĩð—Ūð—ēð—ąð—žð—ŧ.ð—Ķ
ðŸŊðŸŽðŸŽðŸą-𝗔𝗚ð—Ūð—ŋð—ķ.𝗕
ð—Ģð—ķð—ŧð—ļ𝘆 ð—―ð—ŋ𝗞𝗚ð—ķ𝘀ð—ē-𝗞ð—ķ𝘆ð—Ūð—ŧ.𝗔
ð—Ąð—žð˜ 𝘆𝗞𝘂ð—ŋ𝘀 ð—Ūð—ŧ𝘆𝗚𝗞ð—ŋð—ē-𝗝𝗞𝘀ð—ĩ(𝘂ð—Ū).𝗖
𝗖ð—Ūð—ŧ'𝘁 ð—°ð—žð—šð—―ð—Ūð—ŋð—ē 𝘁𝗞 𝘆𝗞𝘂-𝗝ð—Ūð—đð—ēð—ŧ.𝗚
𝗛ð—ē𝘆 ð—Ĩ𝗞𝗞𝗚ð—ķð—ē-𝗝𝘂ð—Ūð—ŧ.𝗧𝗔
ð—Ģð—Ū𝘁𝗞Ėð—ŧ-𝗝ð—Ū.𝗠
𝗗𝗞ð—ŧ𝘁 ð—ī𝗞 𝗞𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗞ð—ŧð—ķð—īð—ĩ𝘁-𝗟ð—Ū𝗠ð—ēð—đ𝗞.𝗕
ð—Ģ𝗔𝗧ð—ĒĖð—Ą-𝗔ð—Ļ𝗧𝗛ð—Ēð—Ĩ
𝗙ð—Ū𝗚ð—ķð—đ𝘆 ð—Đð—Ū𝗰ð—Ū𝘆-𝗗𝗞ð—ŧ𝘁ð—ē.𝗗
ð—Ķð—ļð—ķð—ŧ ðŸŪ ð—Ķð—ļð—ķð—ŧ-𝗝𝗞ð—ŋð—ąð—Ūð—ŧ.ð—Ģ
𝗕ð—Ūð—ē𝗰ð—Ū𝘁ð—ķ𝗞ð—ŧ-𝗞ð—đð—Ū𝘆.𝗧
𝗕ð—ķð—ŋ𝘁ð—ĩð—ąð—Ū𝘆 𝗚ð—ķð—ŋð—đ-𝗚ð—Ūð—ŋ𝘆.ð—Ģ ð—ķð—ķ
𝗖ð—Ū𝗚ð—ēð—ŋð—Ū𝘀-ð—Ī𝘂ð—ēð—ŧ𝘁ð—ķð—ŧ.𝗚
𝗙ð—Ū𝘀ð—ĩð—ķ𝗞ð—ŧ-𝗝𝗞𝘀ð—ĩ(𝘂ð—Ū).𝗖
𝗜ð—ŧ 𝘆𝗞𝘂ð—ŋ ð—Ūð—ŋ𝗚𝘀-𝗗ð—ē𝘃ð—ķð—ŧ.𝗕
𝗠𝘀.𝗧ð—ēð—Ū𝗰ð—ĩð—ēð—ŋ-𝗖ð—Ūð—ąð—ē.𝗖
𝗖𝗞𝘂ð—ŧ𝘁 𝗞ð—ŧ 𝘆𝗞𝘂-ð—Ąð—ķ𝗰ð—ļ.𝗖
ð—Ąð—ē𝘅𝘁 ð—đð—ķð—ģð—ē𝘁ð—ķ𝗚ð—ē-ð—Ķð—ĩð—Ūð—ŋð—ēð—ēð—ģ.ð—Ē
𝗘𝘅𝗰𝘂𝘀ð—ē 𝗚ð—ē 𝗚ð—ķ𝘀𝘀-ð—Ķ𝗰𝗞𝘁𝘁ð—ķð—ē.𝗕
𝗙𝗞ð—ŋð—īð—ē𝘁ð—ģ𝘂ð—đ-ð—Ķð—ĩð—Ūð—ēð—ąð—žð—ŧ.ð—Ķ
𝗜ð—ŧð—ģð—ŋ𝘂ð—ŧð—Ū𝗚ð—ķ-𝗗𝗞ð—ŧ𝘁ð—ē.𝗗
𝗕ð—đð—Ū𝗰ð—ļ𝗞𝘂𝘁-𝗝𝗞ð—ŋð—ąð—Ūð—ŧ.ð—Ģ
ð—Ķ𝘁ð—ŋð—Ūð—ŧð—īð—ēð—ŋ-𝗝ð—Ūð—đð—ēð—ŧ.𝗚
ð—Ą-𝗔-ð—Ķ-𝗧-𝗎-𝗝𝘂ð—Ūð—ŧ.𝗧𝗔
ð—Ļð—ŧ𝘁ð—ķð—đ 𝘁ð—ĩð—ē ð—ēð—ŧð—ą 𝗞ð—ģ 𝘁ð—ķ𝗚ð—ē-𝗠ð—ķð—ļð—Ūð—đ.𝗕
𝗠𝗞𝘁ð—ĩð—ēð—ŋ𝘀 ð—ąð—Ū𝘆-𝗝ð—Ū𝘆ð—đð—ēð—ŧ.𝗕
𝗠ð—ķð—ŧð—ē𝘀 𝘀𝘁ð—ķð—đð—đ-ð—Ģð—Ū𝗞ð—đ𝗞.𝗕
𝗧ð—ĩð—ē ð—īð—ķð—ŋð—đ ð—ŧð—ē𝘅𝘁 ð—ąð—žð—žð—ŋ-ð—Ķð—ĩð—Ūð—ķ.𝗚𝗔
𝗔ð—ŧ𝘅ð—ķ𝗞𝘂𝘀-𝗝𝗞𝘀ð—ĩ(𝘂ð—Ū).𝗖
ð—šð—žð—žð—ą ð—đ𝗞𝘃ð—ķð—ŧ'-𝗝ð—Ū𝘆𝘀𝗞ð—ŧ.𝗧
ð—Ķð—―ð—ķð—ŧ ð—Ŋ𝗞𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗞𝘂-𝗞ð—ķð—đð—đð—ķð—Ūð—ŧ.𝗛
𝗟ð—ķð—ģð—ē ð—ķð—ŧ ð—Ū 𝘆ð—ēð—Ūð—ŋ-𝗗ð—ē𝘃ð—ķð—ŧ.𝗕
𝗠ð—ēð—ąð—ķ𝗰ð—ķð—ŧð—ē-𝗗𝗞ð—ŧ𝘁ð—ē.𝗗
𝗕ð—đð—ķð—ŧð—ą ð—ąð—Ū𝘁ð—ē-𝗚ð—Ūð—ŋ𝘆.ð—Ģ ð—ķð—ķ
𝗚ð—ķð—ŋð—đ𝘀 ð—ŧð—ēð—ēð—ą ð—đ𝗞𝘃ð—ē-ð—Ĩ𝘆ð—Ūð—ŧ.ð—Ĩ
ð—Ē𝘂ð—ŋ ð—đð—ķ𝘁𝘁ð—đð—ē 𝘄𝗞ð—ŋð—đð—ą-𝗠𝗞𝘀ð—ē𝘀.𝗠
𝗖𝗞𝘂ð—ŋ𝘁 𝘀ð—ķð—ąð—ē 𝗚𝗞𝗚𝗚𝘆-𝗝𝗞ð—ŋð—ąð—Ūð—ŧ.ð—Ģ
𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗚ð—ķð—īð—ĩ𝘁-𝗞ð—đð—Ū𝘆.𝗧
𝗟ð—ķð—ģð—ē ð—ķð—ŧ ð—Ū 𝘆ð—ēð—Ūð—ŋ-𝗗ð—ē𝘃ð—ķð—ŧ.𝗕
𝗖ð—ĩð—ķ𝗰ð—Ūð—ī𝗞-ð—Ī𝘂ð—ēð—ŧ𝘁ð—ķð—ŧ.𝗚
𝗟𝗞𝘃ð—ē ð—ŧ' ð—Ŋð—Ū𝘀ð—ļð—ē𝘁ð—Ŋð—Ūð—đð—đ-𝗝𝗞𝘀ð—ĩ(𝘂ð—Ū).𝗖
ð—Ķð—Ū𝘆,ð—―ð—đð—ēð—Ū𝘀ð—ē-ð—Ķ𝗰𝗞𝘁𝘁𝘆.ð—Ģ 𝗷ð—ŋ
𝗠ð—ķ𝘀𝘀ð—ēð—ą 𝘆𝗞𝘂-𝗝ð—Ū𝘆𝘀𝗞ð—ŧ.𝗧
𝗟𝗞𝘄ð—ļð—ē𝘆-𝗞ð—đð—Ū𝘆.𝗧
ð—Ķ𝘄ð—ķð—ŋð—đ-𝗗𝗞ð—ŧ𝘁ð—ē.𝗗 ð—Ūð—ŧð—ą 𝗝𝗞ð—ŋð—ąð—Ūð—ŧ.ð—Ģ
𝗧ð—ēð—đð—đ 𝗚ð—ē 𝘆𝗞𝘂 ð—đ𝗞𝘃ð—ē 𝗚ð—ē-𝗖ð—Ūð—ąð—ē.𝗖
𝗖𝘆ð—Ŋð—ēð—ŋð—Ķð—ē𝘅-𝗚ð—Ūð—ŋ𝘆.ð—Ģð—ķð—ķ
𝗧ð—Ūð—ļð—ē 𝘆𝗞𝘂 ð—ąð—žð˜„ð—ŧ-ð—Ķð—ĩð—Ūð—ēð—ąð—žð—ŧ.ð—Ķ
𝗖ð—Ūð—ŋð—ē 𝟰 𝘆𝗞𝘂-ð—Ĩ𝘆ð—Ūð—ŧ.ð—Ĩ
𝗕ð—ēð—ēð—ŧ ð—Ū𝘄ð—ĩð—ķð—đð—ē-ð—Ģð—Ū𝗞ð—đ𝗞.𝗕
𝗠ð—ē, 𝘆𝗞𝘂 ð—Ūð—ŧð—ą 𝗛ð—ēð—ŧð—ŧð—ē𝘀𝘀𝘆-ð—Ķ𝗰𝗞𝗞𝘁.𝗛
𝗟ð—ķð—ģð—ē ð—ķð—ŧ ð—Ū 𝘆ð—ēð—Ūð—ŋ(𝗔𝗟𝗧)-𝗗ð—ē𝘃ð—ķð—ŧ.𝗕
𝗖ð—ĩð—ķ𝗰ð—Ūð—ī𝗞-ð—Ī𝘂ð—ēð—ŧ𝘁ð—ķð—ŧ.𝗚
𝗧ð—ēð—đð—đ 𝗚ð—ē 𝘆𝗞𝘂 ð—đ𝗞𝘃ð—ē 𝗚ð—ē-𝗖ð—Ūð—ąð—ē.𝗖
𝗔ð—ŋð—ē 𝘄ð—ē 𝘁𝘂ð—ŋð—ŧð—ķð—ŧð—ī ð˜‚ð—―-𝗝ð—Ū𝘀𝗚ð—ķð—ŧð—ē.𝗖
𝗗ð—ķ𝘀𝘁ð—ŋð—Ū𝗰𝘁ð—ķ𝗞ð—ŧ-𝗔ð—đð—ē𝘅ð—ķ𝘀.𝗠
ð—Ķ𝘄ð—ēð—ē𝘁 ð—đð—ķð—ļð—ē ð—Ū ð—ģð—đ𝗞𝘄ð—ēð—ŋ-𝗧𝘆ð—ŋð—ē𝘀ð—ē.𝗠
𝘁𝗞𝘂𝗰ð—ĩ 𝘆𝗞𝘂, ð—―ð—đð—ēð—Ū𝘀ð—ē 𝘆𝗞𝘂-𝗗𝗞ð—ŧ𝘁ð—ē.𝗗
𝗙𝗞ð—ŋð—ē𝘃ð—ēð—ŋ 𝘄ð—ķ𝘁ð—ĩ 𝘆𝗞𝘂-𝗝𝗞ð—ŋð—ąð—Ūð—ŧ.ð—Ģ
ð—Ĩð—ēð—ģð—ķð—đð—đ-𝗧ð—Ūð—ŋð—ķ.𝗘
𝗗ð—ŋð—ēð—Ū𝗚ð—ķð—ŧ 𝗞ð—ģ 𝘆𝗞𝘂-𝗟ð—Ū𝗠ð—ēð—đ𝗞.𝗕
𝗕.𝗔.𝗘-𝗞ð—ķ𝘆ð—Ūð—ŧ.𝗔
𝗕ð—ēð—ēð—ŧ ð—Ū𝘄ð—ĩð—ķð—đð—ē-ð—Ģð—Ū𝗞ð—đ𝗞.𝗕
ð—Ī𝘂ð—ķ𝗰ð—ļð—ķð—ē-ð—Ķð—ĩð—Ūð—ŋð—ēð—ēð—ģ.ð—Ē
𝗙𝗞𝘂𝗰𝘀-ð—Ķ𝗰𝗞𝗞𝘁.𝗛
𝗔𝘃ð—ēð—ŧ𝘂ð—ē-𝗝ð—Ū𝘆𝘀𝗞ð—ŧ.𝗧
𝗙ð—Ū𝗰ð—ē𝘁ð—ķ𝗚ð—ē-𝗗𝗞ð—ŧ𝘁ð—ē.𝗗
𝗗ð—Ūð—ąð—ąð˜†'𝘀 𝗛𝗞𝗚ð—ē-𝗞ð—đð—Ū𝘆.𝗧
ð—Ģ𝗞ð—ķ𝘀𝗞ð—ŧ𝗞𝘂𝘀-𝗝𝗞ð—ŋð—ąð—Ūð—ŧ.ð—Ģ
𝗞ð—ķ𝘀𝘀ð—ķð—ŧ' 𝗞ð—ŧ 𝗚𝘆 𝘁ð—Ū𝘁𝘁𝗞𝗞𝘀-𝗚ð—Ūð—ŋ𝘆.ð—Ģð—ķð—ķ

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A soulmate: someone who completely understands you and loves you unconditionally.

Maybe it wasn't crazy if Paolo said that he and Mariah were soulmates. He knew that this was the
woman for him.

He didn't really know why he showed up at the wedding like that, but he did. And now, life felt good knowing that he got the woman he wanted, loved, and cherished.

Half the reason was to see if she and him still had that same flame, to see if there was still hope.

she was his soulmate.

And sometimes soulmates can be hard, some people never find there's, sometimes it's a friend, or maybe you lost them along the way.

No matter what, people have soulmates. Mariah and Paolos situation was just that.

They were soulmates, each others other half.

It had been two years after the wedding, and the two of them were more than happy.

They had moved in with each other, they worked on their communication skills. They were doing a lot better, and it showed because they were only two days away from their wedding.

Mariah was more than ready, she was actually happy this time. Paolo's family was happy to have her back; complaining that he needed someone to keep his head on straight.

but most importantly they were happy that he was getting married to the girl he would never shut up about.

So was Paolo, he was over the moon waiting for the days to past by. He couldn't wait to see Mariah in the beautiful dress she was talking so much about.

Paolo and Mariah wanted to do this really big. The wedding would be in Maui since it was a place the couple wanted to vist with each.

they would fly out the small amount of guest they had, and then after the wedding fly them back so they could continue with their honeymoon.

"You have everything?" Mariah asked, pulling her suitcase by the front door next to Paolos.

"More than ready, my beautiful bride." He smiled, looking her up and down. placing his hand in the small of her back and pulling her closer to him.

"I'm so excited, I'm going to be Mrs. Paolo Banchero!" She gushed, cupping his face in her hands.

"Mr, and Mrs. Banchero. I'm so hype for this." He smiled, kissing her lips. "Me too, but we gotta' go before we miss our flight." She laughed, as he let her go to jump around.

"Alright, I had to get that out real quick." He smiled, walking back over to her.

"Let's go get married!"

OMNISCIENT
4:58 PM

"I never told you this but, I really love you and Paolo together."Tamara spoke, pinning Mariah's hair up.

"Yeah?" she asked, Tamara nodded. "You seem happier when your with him, like you might not see it but your glowing." She smiled.

"No makeup, and your glowing. Your smile seems genuine this time. Your happy and I'm happy that you are" she smiled.

"I'm actually happy this time. I can't believe we're getting married in under an hour." She smiled, as her makeup artist started on her.

Mariah was happy, no tears the room filled with positive energy. She was extremely excited.

She and the love of her life were finally doing this.

"Its crazy because when y'all broke up, I was iffy because y'all were blindly in love. It shocked everyone when y'all did." She mumbled.

"Me too, I'm just glad we found our way back to each other."

"All done, we'll just take them out after makeup." Tamara smiled, walking away from Mariah towards the bathroom.

Mariah was a little bummed though, her mom wasn't to fond of her love life. She didn't like Emmanuel and she most definitely didn't like Paolo.

Mariah didn't know why, but with that this did put a strain on their relationship.

And once she told her mom that she got back with Paolo and they were getting married, Mariah thought something in her would change over the years. But she didn't, Mariah would be walking down the aisle with her soon to be fathers in law.

Since her dad wasn't present in her life, she was devastated when her mom called and told her that she wasn't coming.

She wanted at least one of her parents to be there on her big day. Paolo reassured her that she can't change someone else's mind, so she had to do what made her feel happy.

His parents were happy to be there, so his dad came up with the idea of walking her down. Mariah couldn't be happier that she was marrying into a good family with welcoming arms for her.

all when she was getting ready, she thought about her and Paolo's future. She was more than ready to build the most beautiful thing with him.

"Only 32 minutes, are you nervous?" Paolo's mother~Rhonda asked, pulling her dress strap up as she sat next to Mariah.

"My heart is beating out of my chest, I can't believe this." she smiled, as Rhonda laughed.

"I'm jumping for joy right now. My babies are getting married, i'm trying not to cry." She chuckled, looking up at the ceiling and fanning her eyes.

Mariah pouted leaning over to hug her. "If you cry then i'm going to cry, so please don't cry." she laughed, handing her the tissue box.

"So crazy, when y'all were together in highschool. I knew that you would be around forever. My baby would not shut up about you, He was the happiest when he was with you or talking about you. So the break up was odd to me. But y'all are back together, and that's all that matters to me; I finally have a daughter in law." she smiled, kissing Mariah's head.

"Your trying to make me cry." Mariah said, looking up at the ceiling.

"Let me get out of here before we all cry." she joked, getting up from her seat and walking out of the dressing room.

"All done pretty girl." She smiled, Mariah looked at herself in the mirror.

"Thank you guys so much." she smiled, wrapping her arms around her.

OMNISCIENT
5:30 PM

"You look beautiful, dear." Mario Paolos dad spoke, as Mariah linked arms with him.

"Thank you, and also for doing this." She smiled, he waved it off. "It's nothing, Your family now." He smiled, as they pulled the soft melody from the piano keys started to fill the room.

The people in the room stood up from their seats, some recording. Mariah kept her eyes on the man feet away from her as he tried his hardest to keep the tears from falling from his eyes.

"Oh my goodness." she mumbled, blinking away the tears as she inhaled.

Paolo fell in love with her all over again. Just from the sight of her. She looked flawless.

They held a strong eye contact, like they were the only two in the room. She had finally made it to the altar, with the biggest smile on her face.

"Who presents this woman to be married to this man?" The pastor asked.

"I do." Mario spoke, a cheeky smile across his face before giving Mariah a big hug.

"Thank you." she smiled, as he kissed her head before handing her hand to Paolo. "hold on tight to her."

"I will." Paolo spoke, looking down at his bride before him.

"We shall start the vows."

"Ok, go first baby." Mariah spoke, shaking her head. "Wow, just gon' throw me under the bus like that?" He smiled, grabbing the small book from out of his best man's hands.

"Okay, Mariah. From the day I met you I knew you were the one I wanted to spend my life with. Being without you made me realize that I took half of that for granted. I didn't realize you were my other half, my missing piece." He paused, as she wiped the tears on his face with the back of her thumbs.

"It's ok, you got it." she mumbled.

"I-I fell whole when I'm with you. Being with you feels like I can breathe and relax in your arms without the stress that I have. I am the happiest man since you came into my life. I know we have a bond that I will never question. Mariah I love you." He spoke, wiping his face.

"I can't beat that." she laughed, wiping her tears as well.

"My turn? Ok. Paolo, my Paolo. I sit and think of my future daily, and in my future I can only picture it with you. I know that my life feels like heaven on Earth when we're together. No one knows the type of love that I shed for you, no one knows the meaning behind our love. And I love you too, Paolo." she smiled.

"Do you Paolo Napoleon James Banchero,take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, to live together in matrimony, to love her,comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health, in sorrow and in joy, to have and to hold, from this day forward, as long as you both shall live?" The pastor asked Paolo.

"I do."

"do you Mariah Cassandra Lee,take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to live together in matrimony, to love him,comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health, in sorrow and in joy, to have and to hold, from this day forward, as long as you both shall live?" The pastor asked Mariah this time, "I do." She nodded, squeezing Paolos hands.

The room filled with beautiful energy, as Paolo slid the ring on her finger before she did the same to him.

"Beautiful, with the power in me vested in the state of Florida I now declare you Husband and Wife!" Paolo wasted no time by pulling Mariah in close and passionately kissing her.

"Ladies and gentlemen, with great pleasure I happily introduce you to Mr. and Mrs. Paolo and Mariah Banchero!" he smiled.

"We did it baby." she smiled, pecking his lips before pulling away.













we did it joe!













































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