She was Mrs. Graeme Dorny.
Giada Lucia Dorny.
Sounded kind of funky, but she dug it.
Everything had been perfect, except for the scare of rain this morning. Giada had cried and
cried as it poured and poured, but when it came down to leaving Rachel's flat (for that is where the pre-wedding chaos had occurred) to the
ceremony, the skies were clear, and magic had been used to dry up the ground and everything around it. Definitely no reason for tears, anymore. Except she
cried and cried during their vows, because it was just so
beautiful and they reminded her how much she did love this man and it was
so amazing. She'd never felt like this before, like she could do anything and
be anything and that everything she wanted was within her grasp.
Sigh.
Sigh. She loved being married. She loved being a
wife. She loved being
Graeme's wife.
She turned to her husband and smiled widely only a second before she put her hands to his head to pull him in for a tight kiss. Nearly a snog, had the guests not started rattling their champagne glasses. She smiled at them meekly and turned back to Graeme, her cheeks reddening but her smile widening even further than before.