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I walk down the aisle and see Demitry not turning away his gaze from me even for a second. My eyes spark when I pass him, so he knows that I want him too. But today is not about us. “Concentrate on your duties!”, I tell him via mind link, “You are the best man after all” “Got it!”, he nods, “But right after the ceremony…” “We’ll have even more duties after that!”, I snort, trying to make a serious face at the same time, as Meghan would start walking soon. I look at Dan and give him a reassuring smile. He seems nervous. “Would you say something to calm my brother down?”, I ask after a second or two, “Gosh, you seriously suck at this wedding thing!” “I've been good at our wedding!”, he retorts, “I've been good many times during our wedding and you expressed your agreement r