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Benjamin did not know what to make of the kiss he received on the cheek, yet he only showed a calm demeanor. Well, it looks like some color has been added to our lives. We're clearly opposites. Quite frankly, I don' know if it's good or bad.

"Looks like it's Cinderella time to prepare for the formal baby-making. The pastor's probably waiting for us at the church right now," then, she jokingly asked, "Why'd you pick the church, anyway? You one of those pastor-wannabes? Because I, for one, am very much an Atheist. I've always wanted to walk down an aisle, though!"

He just shrugged. I don't know. Maybe it's more meaningful that way? Could be a number of reasons.

"I apologise for not being the woman you wanted. I know I'm... Difficult. But I really will try. Please be patient with me, love?"

Benjamin nodded. She didn't really have to apologize, but whatever.

When asked about whether he will drive, he said to Henrietta, "Yes, I have a truck."

While driving to church, the brown-haired young man could not help but wonder if there was something intimate forming. What reason would there be for him to respond to some of what his bride said or did towards the end of the conversation? Benjamin shook his questions off, deciding to focus on the road before he ends up in a car crash. I seriously doubt we'd want to spend the first days of marriage in the hospital.