“You look magnificently beautiful…” Lucien said as he kissed a lock of my hair.
The day of the wedding had finally arrived. I couldn’t remember too well what Lucien looked like on the day he married my mother; however, today he was clearly very gorgeous. Formal tuxedos really do look best on Lucien. Today Lucien wore a white tuxedo which I thought looked fantastic on him because it contrasted well with his dark hair. Of course, he chose this outfit based on my recommendation and preference.
“You look great…” I replied with a sweet smile. Today was supposed to be a happy day for Lucien.
“Of course, you think that. You picked this outfit after all,” Lucien teased as he bent down to kiss me softly on the lips.
