A chapel, a gem concealed in the folds of a secret retreat, adorned with vines orchestrated charmingly by the Almighty, creating a haven, set in the midst of a garden so pure, people they hold dear gathered to celebrate that yearned wedding celebration of Ysa and Christopher.

Ysa, draped in a dress that weaving tales of timeless romance, stood on the precipice of a moment she had long ever imagined in the chambers of her heart. As she walked the aisle beside their children, their eyes filled with gladness and pride looking at their parents, they together took steps that echoed promises of unwavering devotion and of dedication, pledges so strong as the chapel’s weathered walls.

Unexpected and gentle, the rain showered an ethereal confetti, adding a sprinkle of magic to that fateful day. Though the team’s suits and shoes succumbed to the damp, we basked in each raindrop creating verses in a visual poetry, splashing the imagery with touches of extraordinary.

Laughter and joy reverberated within the halls of Sugarland Hotel as Ysa and Christopher infused the air with an infectious energy, a cadence that had every heart swaying —  a celebration destined to linger in everyone’s recollection.

As the sun dipped the sky soft yellows and orange, Ysa and Christopher‘s wedding became a chapter etched in the annals of their story. The dream, once a distant whisper, happened, leaving behind a trail of unforgettable phrases.

To secret retreats,

HAYAG