As a teen you liked Abby, you two were best friends. And you’d make videos of yourself. Talking about how much you liked her and how pretty she was. Tracking every little thing as the relationship progressed.

those same videos now playing in the wedding venue. Abby tearing up beside you as sixteen year old you gushing about how you two kissed on new years.

Her hand squeezing yours with each little vlog. Sitting there in her pretty dress with that pretty smile.