Freya Johnson had met Christopher three hours ago and had taken quite the shine to him, he was unusually funny and didn't seem to care what people thought of him. Which she liked about him. He had stunning blue eyes that had a welcoming shine about them, he had the warmest smile that made his eyes light up uniquely, he had dark blonde hair in an emo spiked-up kind of way, his second stage stubble suited him, and his lean facial features. He had strong-looking arms and a body just the way she liked it. He had already told her he was twenty-eight years old, which she kind of guessed seeing as he was attending her big brothers wedding. She allowed him to lead her outside in the massive garden, a tall water fountain stood, the cupids arrow was where all the water changed colours making it look extremely romantic. She could see what her brother Jack and now sister-in-law Sally loved about the place, when they had picked it out. Although Freya believed it to be more Sally's choosing than her brothers, Sally was a hopeless romantic and was always trying to find the perfect guy for Freya, much to Freya's displeasing.

The first thing Freya noticed as they entered the garden was three willow trees scattered around the garden, this alone had reeled her in. The flowers laid out over the freshly mowed lawn, were beautiful in a magical-looking way. They really couldn't have chosen a better location for wedding photos.
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