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Chapter 22 - White Dresses

Autor: Joanna Jade
last update Data de publicação: 2026-02-21 04:50:12

Bella’s POV

The bridal shop looked like something out of a movie.

Crystal chandeliers, soft white walls, racks of silk and lace glowing under perfect lighting. The bells above the door jingled as my mother and I stepped inside.

“Wait up!” Rafael called out from behind us. “Slow down, both of you.”

I glanced over my shoulder, slightly annoyed. “Why did you even come along, Raf?”

He pressed his hand to his chest as if wounded. “What do you mean?” he said casually, catching up in two long strides.
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