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Borrowed and Blue

“It’s okay,” he says.

“The wedding’s ruined.”

“I’m not marrying a dress. You’re all I’ve ever wanted.”

His expression says his words are true. I swallow hard.

“You’re my everything.”

I fall in love all over again.

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Borrowed and Blue

I can’t look at him. This wedding’s a disaster. Something borrowed, something blue.

“Hey,” he says. “It’s okay.”

“My dress is ruined. The wedding’s ruined.”

His fingertips are soft upon my chin. I lift my eyes to meet his intense brown ones. “I’m not marrying a dress.”

His expression makes me smile.

He rolls his eyes. “If I were I would have married Mary Decker in third grade. She had the cutest little blue dress with a ruffle.”

Now I laugh out loud.

“You’re all I want,” he says. “You are all I’ve ever wanted.”

I swallow. Is there anything more wonderful than seeing that look in the eyes of someone you love? The look that says you are everything and always?

He leans forward, places a soft kiss on my lips. “You’re my everything.”

I think I fall in love all over again.

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Sascha Darlington