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Chapter Seventeen

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Voilette

The last strains of "That's Amore" faded, replaced by a DJ trying to coax the remaining revelers onto the dance floor.

Alessia, radiant in golden reception dress, was being spun around by Christian, her laughter echoing through the hotel ballroom.

It had been a fairytale wedding, a whirlwind of white roses, sun-drenched cobblestones, and enough prosecco to float a gondola.

But now, the magic was dissipating, leaving behind a residue of exhaustion and a desperate need for sleep.

I sighed, tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear and stifled a yawn.

Being a bridesmaid sounded glamorous, but the reality was a marathon of smiles, photo ops, my feet aching in these ridiculously high heels, and the champagne buzz had worn off hours ago, leaving me with a dull headache.

At least Aria, bless her, was just as exhausted.

Gianna, ever the picture of composed beauty, was deep in conversation with Matteo near the dessert table.

Honestly, everything is exhausting to even look at.

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    Voilette The last strains of "That's Amore" faded, replaced by a DJ trying to coax the remaining revelers onto the dance floor. Alessia, radiant in golden reception dress, was being spun around by Christian, her laughter echoing through the hotel ballroom.It had been a fairytale wedding, a whirlwind of white roses, sun-drenched cobblestones, and enough prosecco to float a gondola. But now, the magic was dissipating, leaving behind a residue of exhaustion and a desperate need for sleep.I sighed, tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear and stifled a yawn. Being a bridesmaid sounded glamorous, but the reality was a marathon of smiles, photo ops, my feet aching in these ridiculously high heels, and the champagne buzz had worn off hours ago, leaving me with a dull headache.At least Aria, bless her, was just as exhausted. Gianna, ever the picture of composed beauty, was deep in conversation with Matteo near the dessert table.Honestly, everything is exhausting to even look at."

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