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8 - Suspicion
Juliette “I also have a little surprise for you.” The Princess informs me while we wait for wedding dresses in various styles to be brought out. “Should I be scared?” I ask, making Cleo pause and dramatically pretend to think for a second. “Well, it depends.” She admits, a little spark disappearing from her chirpy voice. OK, no I am scared. “Juliette!” My mother’s voice sounds from behind me. I swiftly turn around and see her in the flesh, joined by none other than the Queen. They are both smiling and their eyes are filled with unshed tears. Leave it to them to get emotional for an arranged marriage. I didn’t say it out loud, but Cleo’s surprise melted my heart and for a brief moment I imagined all this to be real. It’s a hard no for most of the dresses I try on, and I’m getting
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