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Moving on
Vanessa’s POV The hours dwindled down to the wedding day, and I found myself deeply immersed in the final preparations of the banquet hall. Alpha Alexander had entrusted me with the crucial task of ensuring every detail was flawless, and I was determined to excel despite my lack of prior event planning experience—except for the opening of my tattoo shop. Dressed for comfort in slacks, a white button-down shirt, and sneakers, I moved through the hall with purpose, directing the staff efficiently. The tables were meticulously arranged, each adorned with elegant centerpieces of flowers and candles. Adjusting the seating cards precisely, I made mental notes of last-minute adjustments—adding some guests, removing others—reminded of the people I had unintentionally overlooked. Soft, romantic
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