My three brothers and cousin stood by my side in the beautiful, concealed Southside chapel Sarah and I had personally picked out as our wedding venue. I couldn't count the number of Sarah's bosom friends that were seated in front of me, all of them chatting in low tones, and looking around conspiratorially.
Their invites merely stated that they were jointly invited by the Williams and Delmontes, but no wedding was mentioned. We did it that way to ensure that our special day couldn't be swamped by the paparazzi, but it had currently worked in our favour in more ways than one and I couldn't be more relieved.
I was meant to announce what we were gathered here for the moment I took my place at the altar, but how could I do that when I had no idea on who the bride would be?
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