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*Valentine's Day 2006*
She couldn't keep the smile off her face as she eyed them. They were so happy, and she couldn't be happier for them on their special day.
Amy Dumas-Copeland's gaze swept over to that of her husband's. Adam was standing on the other side, by Jay, and he winked at her.
"Patricia... Do you take Jason for your lawfully-wedded husband, to have and to hold, through sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live?"
Trish Stratus was practically dewy-eyed as she gazed from the priest to Jay.
"I do."
Amy sighed happily, having some measure of difficulty keeping back the tears herself. She smiled, her eyes shifting over to her daughter, Mandy. The little girl was the flower girl for her best friend's wedding, and she looked adorable. She'd done a good job coating the church floor with rose petals as well.
"You may now kiss the bride... Ladies and gentlemen - I now present to you... Mr. and Mrs. Reso."
Jay raised Trish's lovely, delicate veil, a small smile touching his lips as their gazes held and locked. Placing a hand to her soft cheek, he kissed her, and the blonde melted against him as she returned it with the tenderest love. They nuzzled one another affectionately before parting and walking down the aisle hand-in-hand.
Adam joined his wife and little girl as they followed the new husband and wife. He wrapped an arm around Amy's waist, smiling at his mother, Judy Copeland, as they went. She was holding their baby son, Tommy, and raised one of his tiny hands in a wave.
People tossed rice on the newly married couple, and Trish laughed. She kept her hand firmly interlaced with Jay's as people snapped photographs. She couldn't be more happy, and this day couldn't have been more perfect.
"Reception is downstairs!" Jay announced between cupped hands a moment later. "Dancing, food, the bouquet... All that good stuff until we hit the road again."
There was a show they had to get to later that night. And although they wouldn't be able to go on their honeymoon for another few weeks, the couple had agreed on getting married on Valentine's Day.
"Ooh, I can't wait till Trish throws the bridal bouquet!" Torrie Wilson quipped as she grabbed Candice Michelle's elbow. The entire slew of WWE divas were at the wedding, as were all the other employees of the company. They all donned a colorful assortment of dresses in all styles and lengths.
Shortly after, all the guests followed the wedding party downstairs to the reception. The single women all filed together as the bride gestured with her left hand, the bouquet in her right.
"Get ready, ladies!" the blonde Canadian exclaimed. Her pretty face wore a bright smile as she stood with her back to the crowd that had gathered. "One... two... three!"
Trish tossed the colorful, fragrant bouquet of flowers, laughing at the excited voices of her friends and fellow WWE divas.
Oohs and ahhs emerged from the girls as the young woman who'd caught the bouquet glanced down at the prize in her hands. She blinked, barely managing to crack a tiny smile.
"I'm so envious of you!" Candice cried as she put a friendly arm across her shoulders.
"You go, girl!" Kristal Marshall quipped.
The woman nodded at her fellow divas and raised her gaze to meet the kind, dark eyes of the new Trish Reso.
"Congratulations, Ashley!" the Canadian woman said. She put an arm around the 2005 RAW Diva Search winner and winked.
Ashley Massaro eyed the bride in silence for a beat. She quickly glanced at the bouquet, then back again.
"Thanks, Trish... Thanks." She bit her lip, forcing herself to smile. Although she didn't feel much joy,
she had to at least *appear* happy. She smiled bigger as a camera suddenly flashed at her and Trish.