I have to dance for the reception.

I don't want to.

But I have to, because Vinnie wants me to suffer. My husband Vinnie!!!

My friends and I choreographed a dance because Mia and Kayla used to do Bollywood dancing. So they know what to do. But oh my gosh am I scared.

My friends and my sister's outfits are amazing. They wore coordinating floral shararas.

After we've all had dinner, which was amazing, my bridesmaids start to dance.

Then they grab me. I start dancing shyly at first, but then I realize that this is my one chance to have an amazing wedding. I don't want to dance shyly. I want to break out of my comfort zone. When the song gets more upbeat, I dance more passionately, earning claps and whoops from my family.

I laugh in unison with Vinnie. Just knowing the fact that we're finally married is comforting to me. For 2 years we've been together, and I just love Vinnie so much. When he proposed to me, I was so happy. When we moved in with each other, that's when I knew that I wanted to be with Vinnie forever. I want Vinnie and I to raise our kids together, to grow old together.

I love Vinnie.

"Mr. and Mrs. Hacker, now it is time for the first dance between you guys!" Vinnie gets up and starts to grab my waist, and he takes my hand.

"Mrs. Hacker. I love the sound of that. At last, we're married." Vinnie pulls me closer into him.

"Vinnie, I'm so happy you wanted to go out on that date with me that day. We would've never been here if not for that. I love you so so much." I lean on his chest, and we stay like this, dancing slowly, Vinnie's arms around mine.