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Chapter 15 - The Wedding Ceremony
Christopher's POV The chapel's dressing room is suffocating me. The air is so dense in spite of air-conditioner running and I can't tell if it's because of my forced marriage approaching or because of not having seen Sophia in over a month. Servants are making sure my blue suit fits me perfectly before they ornate it with five medals and two crosses I've earned in military. Oh, God. I look at myself in the oval mirror standing on top of a rustic red carpet and can't think anything but - the good part of my life is ending. Bye bye, Bachelorhood. Hello, poisonous Lady Sophia. What have you done to me? Why am I feeling excitedly nervous to see her? It's just the nerves, I tell myself, lifting my chin high. "Done," my tailor announces getting back up. "You're ready to sail into the m
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