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CHAPTER 29: PLANNING A REAL WEDDING

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-21 12:27:22

“We’re not doing big,” I said.

Damian was scrolling through venues on his iPad.

“Define big.”

“Not 500 people. Not a ballroom. Not this.” I pointed at the $200k package on the screen.

He frowned. “But I want to give you—”

“A wedding,” I finished. “Not a press conference.”

He closed the iPad. “Okay. Small.”

“Small,” I agreed.

“How small?”

“Like... library small.”

He stared at me. “You want to get married in the warehouse?”

“I want to get married where we built something. Together.”

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