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Chapter 133

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last update Last Updated: 2025-05-30 21:24:28

EMILY’S POV

The sitting room is filled with the sunlight coming through the windows. The scent of fresh roses and vanilla fills the air. Someone must’ve lit one of the new candles Helen brought. I try to focus on that, on the little things. The smell, the sunlight, the pretty swatches of fabric on the table. I need to focus on anything but the feeling of anxiety in my chest.

I sit at the far end of the table, pretending to examine a catalog page that displays four-tiered wedding cakes with elaborate fondant flowers. My eyes scan the words, but nothing registers. I rest my hand on my belly. It’s rounder now, heavier with the life growing inside me. She kicks sometimes.

Helen is in her element, standing at the head of the table with a pen behind her ear and her phone buzzing every few minutes. She snaps into action every time it does. “So, if we choose blush for the bridesmaids’ dresses, we’ll need to make sure it complements the venue’s lighting. Warm tones, remember. The sunset over t
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