𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎'𝚜  𝚙𝚘𝚟
𝙰  𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛  𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛
𝚆𝚎𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐  𝚍𝚊𝚢

George and I agreed to marry in the winter break as we didn't want to marry in the middle of the season. I was dressed in a beautiful white wedding dress that made my figure jump out it's best. My hair was done by a professional just like my make-up. I was finally done and ready for the small wedding we had planned. Some of our closest friends and family were the only ones there. Plus some of our fellow drivers and Toto and Christian with their family's. Dad and Callum would escort me as I couldn't choose who would get to escort me and so did they. I linked my arm with both of them before we walked thru the door. George's eyes glued to mine and mine glued to his as we walked down the aisle. His eyes getting watery as I came closer. A huge grin on his face. Slowly happy tears started rolling down his face. My father and brother left my side and I was now standing in front of George.

Mike: "stop crying asshole... you're making me cry."

A wave of laughter went thru the guests as I wiped away my own tears. The wedding went quick and after we said I do and placed the rings on our finger he kissed me lovingly... my husband.

George: "Mike Russell... my beautiful wife..."

He softly whispered while our foreheads touched. I smiled widely at him and pecked his lips once again. We went outside into the snow and made some beautiful wedding pictures.

The day went by to fast for my liking but on the other side... from now on we were never letting go of one another till death did us apart...

𝙶𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎'𝚜  𝚙𝚘𝚟

My 3 time world champion... the love of my life. Now officially my wife. She wouldn't get rid of me easily now and that goes the other way around as well. I would never get rid of this girl... the goofy moments when she's at home or in the hotel room... the way she walks and talks... everything is good about this girl. I can't think of one thing that I would change...

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