It was the wedding day. A year later. A long time but whatever.
I looked at myself in the mirror. I had a white dress on. It was tight until the torso and puffed out. I had my brown hair styled up perfectly.
I walked down the aisle with Amanda by by side. When I saw Max, it was hard stop myself from crying but I did it.
We said our I do's and kissed with our rings on. This was the best feeling in the world.
We went to the after party and I saw all my friends there. It was mostly full of my pack and Max's family. I felt blessed to have such a amazing husband and son.
His name is Jake. He looks like his father.
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