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Meghan Markle accused of ‘photoshopping’ image of her and Prince Harry in recent post

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Meghan Markle is facing accusations of editing a photo of herself and Prince Harry in a recent Instagram post.

On Monday, 19 May, the Duke and Duchess of Sussex marked their seventh wedding anniversary. The couple originally got married in 2018 at St George’s Chapel in Windsor Castle.

Now, seven years later, Meghan and Harry are living in Montecito, California, after stepping back from their royal duties in 2020.

To celebrate the occasion, Meghan posted on Instagram, sharing a mood board filled with photos and handwritten notes reflecting their “love story.”

One person claimed the image had been Photoshopped (Instagram/@meghan)

Meghan shared a collage packed with family photos and captioned it: “Seven years of marriage. A lifetime of stories.”

She wrapped up the heartfelt message with a note of gratitude to her supporters, writing:
“Thanks to all of you (whether by our side, or from afar) who have loved and supported us throughout our love story – we appreciate you.
Happy anniversary!”

A handwritten note, visible in the top right corner of the collage, seems to read:
“… take this longing I have carried, and this thirst as death, and take me into the only, light you are.
But I want the fire, just as long as you stand by me.
And when dark, finds me in the.. I will find you, I will find you…”

Another highlight from the collage is a central card that reads simply: “Our love story.”

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