October 10th, 2025, it was our wedding day, finally.

i proposed on august of last year, but we wanted plenty of time to plan our wedding, and it was finally here.

our wedding wasnt huge but it wasnt that intimate, all of our friends here, most of the english womens national team are here with their plus ones, and my family is here.

the day started off good, i fought off a slight hungover from yesterdays bachelorette party, and the day was all about getting ready, i hadnt seen you in about two days and i honestly was just happy to see you, and finally marry you.

as the clock ticked down, all of our wedding guests took their seats and i found my place at the alter, i insisted that you be the one to walk down the isle, ive never really found much appealing but you did, and honestly i would have the image of you walking to me seared into my brain forever.

so there i stood, golden hour approaching, i was in a white tailored outfit, white pants, white heels, and a white double breasted blazer that hugged my waist, my hair down and curled and i had my makeup on