I exhale. In the audience, everyone begins to stand. 6:12 a.m. The sun is rising in Peru. I had no preconceived notions of what I’d feel today. I didn’t think that fucking far ahead, but waiting for the bride to step out, my bride, shortens my breath. More than anyone else, I just want to see her. And then she rounds the hedge. I’m almost knocked back. I take an audible inhale, my gaze fixed on her unparalleled smile and her golden blonde hair. Daisy stands strongly, fucking vibrantly, at the end of the aisle. My eyes burn because I’ve never seen her this beautiful or this alive. Meeting her
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