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After fitting and choosing the gown, Collette brought us to this cute little cafe near the boutique to get our lunch. Sophie got spaghetti and fries with ice cream, and I had my burger and iced mocha. We were happily chatting when my phone dinged. I took it out of my purse and opened the message. The color on my face drained, and I trembled in fear. I am staring at the photo of us in the cafe with the message. I am watching you. Collette noticed my reaction and snatched the phone from my hand. Her eyes grew wide, and she looked at me in horror. " What is this, Bels. Who sent this?" She asked in a panic. " I don't know, Cols. This morning I received a call, and a distorted voice said I'm coming for you. Mom said we should report it to the police. We were supposed to go today, but you