[The ceremony is short and intimate, and Chrissy cries happy tears the entire time. She's never felt as beautiful as she does today, and knows that her joy reflects on the outside because she feels it so strongly on the inside. The sight of the rings on their fingers nearly steal her breath away. When he kisses her for the first time as her husband, he absolutely steals it right from under her. She's left panting softly as he breaks away, and she laughs in delight as her fingers slip through his hair to guide him to press his forehead against hers.
They stand like that for far longer than necessary, until it's just the two of them left standing out alone. They're absorbed in one another, lost in their own world build by love and a desperate need to be together for the rest of their forever.]
I can't believe I'm Mrs. Munson now. It doesn't feel real yet.
[Her voice is soft and airy, filled with awe. She had known that was coming, but actually saying it out loud feels surreal. For so many years their paths have crossed but never intersected properly. It's taken them so long to get to this point, but they've finally made it. And she couldn't be happier. She kisses him again, over and over, letting things build until she's dizzy and love drunk.]
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They stand like that for far longer than necessary, until it's just the two of them left standing out alone. They're absorbed in one another, lost in their own world build by love and a desperate need to be together for the rest of their forever.]
I can't believe I'm Mrs. Munson now. It doesn't feel real yet.
[Her voice is soft and airy, filled with awe. She had known that was coming, but actually saying it out loud feels surreal. For so many years their paths have crossed but never intersected properly. It's taken them so long to get to this point, but they've finally made it. And she couldn't be happier. She kisses him again, over and over, letting things build until she's dizzy and love drunk.]