Match Maker

3 months later.
Wedding day.

Zina-

"Get your ass up you bum you can't have bed head for your big day!" Morgan tried ripping me out of bed.

"Why not! I have it every day of my life!" I whined

"This isn't just some other day! You're getting married!" Morgan yelled.

"He'd marry me no matter how I look." I tried to pull the blanket up over My head but it just turned into tug of war between Morgan and I, "fine I'll look presentable." I growled.

"Thank you, I'll help you." She offered and I accepted but growled at her.

Hours went by as Morgan fought with my hair to get it to sit just the way that she wanted it. Finally she was done tugging on my hair and she did do a great job at it. I did my own make up because no way in hell would i want morgan near my eye with eyeliner after her ripping on my hair the way she did. Once I was finished Morgan helped me into my dress with many protests by me. I like my dress but having to forcefully wear a dress was just not doing it for me. Once I was finally ready I made my way to my perfect eternity.

Tony-~

"You ready?" Vic asked me as I was straightening my tie.

"Yeah. Let's do this." I said and I got into my spot.
The music started and everyone started coming down the aisle. We had a small wedding party but a lot of guests. Soon the music started playing and I saw my beautiful soon to be wife. I wanted nothing more to be married to her. Every time I looked at her I fell more and more in love. We said I do and It was the most magical moment of my life. We were finally going to have our eternity. Her and I until the end. Just the way it should be. I was never going to walk away from her again.

Notes

the end!

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