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Asher stood at the end of church next to the priest. He looked at his bride who walked down aisle elegantly. Her movement was slow but steady. Her lids hid her eyes that were casted down not daring to look at him.

He took in the notice of her bridal gown. A bodice of sheer elegance that hugged her curves like a second skin and an elegant skirt born from the waist that fell down her body in sleek lines. She looked ethereal like a fairy. The soft make up on her face enhanced her innocent looks. Her waist long hair were tied in a bun and a jewelled hair pin was lucky enough to be a part of her accessories.

She looked tall though she was very short compared to him; he concluded she was wearing those killer heels to compete with him.

There was a bright smile on her face. As she neared closer to him, he looked at her glowing cheeks that made him want to bite on them.....

She looked too gorgeous to be real....

He forwarded his hand for her to take. She hesitated before finally placing