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The figure of Ashley could be seen sauntering into the room, phone pressed tight to her ears, words stumbling out her lips, she made sure to have every caller attended to, as the calls that came in, all ended with the question—Where’s the bride?

She paced around the room, voice breaking out, followed with huffs and grunts, and in a moment, she had ended the call.

A girl had walked into the room, eyes fixed on Ashley.

“Everyone’s sat at the hall waiting” She let out.

“Oh let them wait” Followed Ashley.

“For no reason are we to rush the bride” She added in a firm tone, soon coming over to me.

Her hands were gentle on me, that smile pulling to her lips.

“I’m proud of you, Nia” She sniffed, with eyes soft on my figure, watching as I was being helped into my wedding dress by the ladies at my side.

They pulled at the strings of the corset, tugging, adjusting, and i their subject, they remained working, wanting to have the dress proper on me.

Perhaps it was much to their satisfaction
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