Love Prose

His Beautiful Bride

It was his wedding day, the most special and remarkable day of his life. He was getting married to the love of his life, the one his heart belongs to.

The planning had been on for months and he waited hesitantly for the big day to arrive, for him to spend the rest of his life with his dream partner.

He was dressed in a nice and classy suit, and the groomsmen chided him of how nervous he looked.

“I’ll own Samantha completely in a few hours from now. Why won’t I be nervous?” He said, viewing his lovely self in the mirror.

They arrived at the venue and he stood with the groomsmen, awaiting the arrival of the bride.

And then, he was told to turn while the bride entered with her father. Cheers were heard and he grew impatient, willing to see his beautiful bride.

“You can turn back now”. They said as he turned, scanning his eyes around for beautiful Samantha in white.

Behold, she was there, hands in hands with her father, smiling graciously and trying hard not to cry.

He gasped with widened eyes and trembling lips. He couldn’t keep his eyes off Samantha as he mumbled ‘I love you’. She was really beautiful, the most beautiful to him.

He wondered how lucky he was, to get the most beautiful bride in the world. He felt the luckiest on his wedding day.

With his fixed gaze on her, he held her hand as they walk down the aisle and he knew that his wedding day will be a very memorable one. It would be a day that he would live to remember. He was getting married to the woman of his dreams!

Maryam AbdulWahab, Love Prose.