Bruno’s POV
Pull yourself together Bruno. I think to myself as my palms start to sweat.
Today was the day of my wedding and I had never been more nervous in my life. Still sitting on my bed in the hotel I was thinking back over the last year with Mel. It had been the happiest year of my life.
I thought of how I loved it when she laughed and how she looked amazing when she smiled. I thought of Faith and Peter, our children, two of the most precious things of our life. What was there to be nervous about? Getting to marry the girl I love? We’re already kind of married so what’s the difference?
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