If you'd like, I can also turn this into a poem, a script, or a short story in another tone (darker, funnier, or more romantic). Just let me know.
Clara’s left eye twitched. The Elvis reached for the register. “Folks, the bell’s about to ring. You say ‘I do’ and it’s a done deal. No refunds, no annulments before sunrise.” salvados por la campana boda en las vegas
And on their mantel? Not a photo of the wedding. A small, brass bell, with a note taped to it: “This rang for us.” End of piece. If you'd like, I can also turn this