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Tao's always had a high expectation for love. It was supposed to be intoxicating, fantastical, perfect. Whether it was from hearing about his parents’ love story or growing up watching film after film… he knew what he wanted in love.
As he gets older, he realises it’s more than just happiness. It’s also arguments, hard times, tears, laughter and everything in between. It’s more than Tao ever imagined.
Yet, as he stands beside Elle at the altar, him in his carefully-chosen black tuxedo and bow-tie and her in her beautiful white gown, he knows exactly what this love is.
Perfect.