For the second time in two weeks, I walk down the aisle. This wedding isn't as extravagant because we've done it already. But we wanted to do a traditional American one.

My dad walks me down the aisle. He tells me he loves me, and he sits down. Then the priest begins.

Okay, I know I shouldn't be thinking about our honeymoon to Bora Bora right now, but I'm so excited. As soon as the wedding is over, we'll be heading to the airport. Everything is packed.

The priest nears the end of his speech.

We're too tired to do vows, so now he'll end the speech.

" Vincent Cole Hacker. Do you take this woman to be your wife, to live together in holy matrimony, to love her, to honor her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do."

"Ansh Chawla. Do you take this man to be your husband, to live together in holy matrimony, to love him, to honor him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

I smile. "I do."

"You may now kiss the bride."

Vinnie doesn't even hesitate. He spins me around and kisses me, making the crowd cheer. I laugh when we finish and we run down the aisle together. The party will be inside our house, which is where we held our intimate wedding.

I throw back the bouquet. Who will catch it?

One of my cousins does, and funnily enough, she's engaged. So she'll be next in line for marriage.

We go inside the house, and continue partying until midnight. When midnight reaches, we leave for the airport. I kiss and hug my family goodbye, which lasts almost half an hour! But Vinnie and I get to eventually leave.