Ai walked down the aisle slowly. Her glowing white dress shimmered in the moonlit garden. Standing at the end of the path was Satochi in a tux. Ai felt the heat in her cheeks. Her mother cheered happily. It was just a few people. It was just us. Ai got to the arch. They sat through the long ceremony. Preached by her mother.
"Satochi do you take Ai as your lovely wedded bride?"
"I do." Satochi smiled.
"And Ai do you take Satochi as your lawfully wedded husband?"
"I do." Ai blushed.
"You may now kiss the bride."
The End
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Crimson Painting
FantasyAi has had a hard life. Now becoming a killer as distroyed all her problems. But when a new detective comes to town, AI has to flee. How will she survive this?
