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Chapter 43

                                                                Miriam

“Are you nervous?” My mother asked, securing a sapphire encrusted comb in my hair.

            “A little. This isn’t exactly how I had imagined things happening.”

            “Well, it would have been much the same if it were Xaviar at the end of the aisle rather than Aro.”

            My mouth suddenly went dry, as if it w

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