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About five years later, after that fateful night in the nursery room of our twin babies, I was now walking on the aisle with my parents, who would give me away to Maksimillian. The aisle was matted with white and yellow rose petals that Oksana spread. She looked so cute in her white dress, holding the yellow basket that was filled with rose petals.

The entire Black Church was decorated with white and gold colours. Aside from the standing displays, the pews had accents and bows of the same theme colours.

The wedding march was played as I walked and looked at my brother and best friend standing on...