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212|Runaway Bride

At the altar, Seth and Mark seemed to be way more nervous than Levi.

"Are you sure about this?" Mark asked for the hundredth time, and Levi gritted his teeth for the hundredth time.

"How many times should I tell you? I love Nat, and I want to spend the rest of my life with her."

"Well, I'm just saying marriage is forever, you know." Mark dabbed his forehead with his handkerchief.

"Why are you sweating? It's not even your wedding," Seth said as he pulled out his own handkerchief and patted his face.

"Can I have some water?" Liam asked. "God, I need some water. What did that crazy Russian do to me last night?"

"You fell for his dare again," Mark tried to fill in the blanks for him. "He made you a Russian fuck bomb—that's what he called it. Still don't know what was in it. But you were a goner after you drank that shit, and we had to help Eden carry you back to your room at the B&B."

"No wonder she's mad as fuck at me," Liam whispered. "Is she looking at me right now? Guys, I can feel he
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Elizabeth Emery
Levi is s trip, glaring with the look of a gunman at everyone who is present to witness his wedding.
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