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"Wow, you look stunning, baby."
I chuckled as I walked toward him and adjusted his necktie.
"Do I look stunning?" I whispered to him while looking at him. He smacked his lips and nodded.
I chuckled and nodded, "You look handsome. Smart and neat."
"Thank you," he replied and smiled.
Elie Saab's wedding dress was designed by himself. Thousands of Swarovski diamonds decorated my dress' skirt. Every single tiny bit of the diamonds was glued and sewn by hand.
"You're a total queen," my stylist said as I walked toward the huge mirror.
I smiled as I looked at my reflection in the mirror.
"I am contemplating whether I should or not dance in this dress because damn," I paused while looking at my back's reflection in the mirror.
"You look like a queen. A princess. Going to a ball. Fairytales," the other commented.
I chuckled and grinned.
"How about some photos, Diana and Yuta?" Our photographers asked.
"That would be perfect," I replied as I walked toward Yuta.
"You're more into sexy rather than handsome tonight," I told Yuta. He chuckled as he wraps his arms around my waist with a smirk. I laughed and hit his chest playfully.
We then took some photos with our photographers before more family members and friends came over to our suite to take photos with us. Of course, we did expect this because the whole level where our suite was, every single room was booked for guest of our wedding.
