Dotted Girl Wedding
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Louis has pined for Marie through countless sunrises and starlit nights, his heart aflutter with unspoken devotion. But here, in this shimmering realm where fate’s threads intertwine differently, their souls collide like constellations aligning. Picture it: a chapel draped in ivy and twinkling lights, where Marie glides down the aisle in a gown that seems spun from stardust. The dress cascades in soft layers of blush-pink chiffon, its bodice embroidered with pearl blossoms that catch the light like dewdrops. A veil, delicate as morning mist, trails behind her, pinned beneath a crown of braided lilacs woven into her loose, romantic curls. Her bouquet bursts with garden roses and peonies in creamy ivory and pale lilac, petals trembling as she steps forward, her smile glowing under a whisper of rose-gold makeup and lashes brushed to perfection. Louis waits breathless at the altar, his turquoise-blue suit tailored to perfection—a hue that mirrors tropical waves under sunlight. His hair, tousled yet sharp, frames a face lit with disbelief and joy. At his lapel rests a boutonniere of tiny silk lilacs, a mirror to Marie’s palette, its stems wrapped in silver ribbon. Their eyes meet, and the world melts into a symphony of sighs and soft laughter. No vows are needed; every glance hums with promises kept and futures entwined. Here, in this universe, love needs no miracles—it simply *is*.
