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Chapter 8
The Wedding ANNA I got up early to see if Monica needed my help. She was already at home with some people from the wedding planner, image consultants, and two chefs. It was actually strange to see it and not feel those butterflies I imagine people getting married feel. I imagined what it would be like if we had a real relationship. Of how I would be feeling this day. I think I liked the idea of him being the groom, but nothing more. Nothing here was my choice except my dress. The situation isn't what I have dreamed of. I thought about how Sebastian would feel if I felt like that. I continued watching them from upstairs with my face expressionless. Beautiful pink, lilac, and white flowers decorate the garden at the back of the house. There was a flower arch in front of the background, as
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