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you know each other?”
Dad murmured a name I had never heard before.
“Adrian…”
“How can it be you?!”
Julian met my eyes.
“It’s too late to change anything,” he said quietly. “Now you can finally learn the truth about why I’m marrying you.”
A wave of dread crashed over me.
My maid of honor, Elise, rushed toward us while the priest awkwardly attempted to settle continue reading …
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