My wedding day was supposed to be perfect.
Not extravagant.
Not magazine-cover perfect.
Just the kind of perfect I’d spent over a year planning for.
I came from a modest family.
Nothing in my life had ever been handed to me.
My wedding day was supposed to be perfect.
Not extravagant.
Not magazine-cover perfect.
Just the kind of perfect I’d spent over a year planning for.
I came from a modest family.
Nothing in my life had ever been handed to me.