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~~THREE YEARS LATER~~
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"Can you stay still?" I screamed at my hysterical sister as I fixed her veil. "All the daisies are going to fall off at this rate!"
"Who invented wedding gowns?" Gabby screeched as she tugged at the tulle of her wedding gown.
"Oh, the first documented wedding gown was worn in fourteen-o-six by-"
"No thanks, Miranda." I cut the overenthusiastic wedding planner off.
Gabby rolled her eyes. "You know too much." She told the oblivious lady who just grinned as if it was a compliment. It probably is.
"You okay?" I whispered to her as I fixed the last daisy.
Gabby took a deep breath and nodded. "Yeah, I'm just... nervous."
"You're going to marry the love of your life," I said, smiling at her through the mirror. "What's not to be happy about?"
Gabby took a deep breath. "It's just... everything is happening so fast. And what if it's not enough?"
"What do you mean?" I asked, my hand on her shoulder. "You dated him three years before you are marr
