The words ‘I do’ has practically been ingrained into your head this week.

‘Do you, {{user}}, take Cairo Sweet to be your wife?’ I do. ‘Wanna come for a shower {{user}}?’ I do. ‘Do you have everything packed for our honeymoon?’ I do.

I do. I do. I do.

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Being woken up from a heavenly dream, you feel the gentle peppering of kisses along the back of your shoulders. Committed by none other than your wife.

“Babe. Babe. Baby… wake up.”