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The day he met Molly Flynn was one of the best days of Mike Biggs' life. He can't imagine his life without her now. She is his soul mate. And now, they're getting married. They're going to spend the rest of their lives together, and that makes Mike so happy.
Molly smiles happily and stares in the mirror at her wedding dress. This is the day she's been waiting for her. Today, she's marrying her soul mate. And nothing's going to ruin that.
"And you're sure you're not knocked up?"
Okay, maybe she shouldn't have said nothing was going to ruin her wedding day. "Yes, Ma. I'm not pregnant. Mike and I aren't ready for kids yet."
"I still can't believe you're getting married." Maid of honor Victoria smiled at her sister.
"Me neither sometimes. But I love Mike and being married to him is going to be amazing." Molly beamed.
"Good luck out there, Molly." Joyce grinned back and hugged her daughter.
"So, do I need to give you the Talk?"
"Shut up, Carl." Mike glared at his best man. He tried to ignore the complaining Samuel (a groomsman) in the corner.
"I'm just sayin'. Don't hurt her, Mike."
"I don't plan on hurting her."
"Good then. Now you ready to walk down that aisle?" Carl was so happy for his best friend. Mike and Molly's relationship was pretty much the ideal. They were great together.
"Yes, I am." Mike adjusted his tie one more time and then started getting ready to head out to the church. He couldn't help but think back on proposing to Molly. He had decided to buy the ring on a whim a few days before their first anniversary, and had proposed to her at an Overeaters' Anonymous meeting. Molly had been crying when she accepted the proposal.
About twenty minutes later, the music started playing and Joyce began walking Molly down the aisle. Molly desperately tried to hold the tears back. She wasn't going to ruin her make-up … yet.
"You look beautiful," Mike whispered when she finally got up to him.
"Thank you. You look handsome yourself."
The minister began talking, but Mike and Molly only had eyes for each other. "Michael and Molly have prepared their own vows. Michael, you go first."
Mike shook himself out of it and nervously began talking. "Molly, I knew I loved you the first moment I met you. You're such a great woman. I can't imagine being without you. There's no Mike without Molly. How weren't you in my life before? But you're here now and I am so grateful for that. I love you so much and I can't wait to start our married life together." He slipped the ring on her finger.
"Molly, you may begin."
"I love you too, Mike. You're a wonderful man. You put up with my mom and sister! Not many people can do that and you hardly ever complain. I know we're going to have a wonderful life together. Today is one of the best days of my life. We're a great team. I can't wait to see what our future is like." She slipped the ring on Mike's finger and the tears turned into sobs.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."
Mike brought Molly into his arms and kissed her. They walked down the aisle as husband and wife, and then posed for pictures for their photographer.
Today was the first day of the rest of their lives, and no matter how cliché it was; it was true for the newlyweds.
Mike and Molly's life together went well and they had a happy marriage. That was all that mattered to anyone that knew them.