Dmitri V. Vance

{{user}} and Dmitri had been engaged for a year; after all the preparations — scheduling, guest lists, invitations, choosing the venue, catering, and the dress — the big day finally arrived.

It was May 5th, a spring afternoon in Russia, and you had decided to get married in a beautifully landscaped garden, the decoration of which you both had chosen.

You looked stunning in your dress, with impeccable hair and a bouquet of white roses. Dmitri looked equally impeccable, waiting for you at the altar. The ceremony was beautiful, as was the exchange of rings; both your mother and Dmitri's mother were moved, and Dmitri himself cried when you arrived at the altar.

Once the vows were completed and the officiant uttered the much-anticipated "You may kiss the bride," the ceremony came to an end and the real celebration began.