She certainly was a beautiful bride as she stood quietly examining her gown. Made of ice blue satin, overlaid with antique lace, it had a sweetheart neckline and a slight train that was guaranteed to have her making the grand entrance. Her hair was pinned up with tiny diamond pins and her only jewelry was …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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