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After two failed almost-marriages, you'd think I'd have given up on trying. I was still brimming with hope, despite everything that had gone wrong. However, when I woke up for the third wedding, I felt more apprehensive than when I did before the others. If this one turned out to be failure, I didn't think I could handle it. It would be the end of the road for me. I'd believe fate wanted me back where I belonged, the motherland although for some inexplicable reason, I felt like I belonged by Noah's side. I felt at home with him and I liked everything about him.