Berkley and Dean had been best friends since they were in diapers. They were so close they could finish each other's sentences and had never spent more than a week apart in their entire lives. They grew up together because their Dads were best frien...
Berkley and Dean had their wedding in the same little white church out in the country that both of their parents had gotten married in and they even had the same preacher. It was a perfect 75 degree Fall day in October, without any wind or rain, and the sun was even shining. The forest surrounding the church had trees with leaves that were the most beautiful, bright shades of orange, red and yellow.
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Berkley looked down at the wedding dress she was wearing that her Dad had paid to have custom-made using some of the lace and flowers from her Mom's old wedding dress.
It was made of a sheer white fabric covered in small, wispy flowers over a white silk gown underneath. It was tight enough to show off her curves, with a low V-neck at her cleavage and a low scooping back.
When she had tried it on for the first time at the dress shop, she instantly loved it and knew her Mom would have loved it too. She just wished she was here to see it. Dean hadn't seen her in it yet, but she knew he was going to love it too. She just hoped she could make it down the aisle to him without tripping on the long train.
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Her long brown hair was pulled up into a loose updo with a crystal flower clip that matched the dress and her makeup was professionally done. They did a natural look that accentuated her beauty without being over the top. She wanted to make sure she still looked like herself.
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