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2021-05-05 05:51:30I keep my eyes straight ahead as the oak doors swing open and gulp down a breath of anxiety. This was it, I was getting married to the arrogant CEO Sebastian Dumont and there was no turning back.
My wedding procession had started, now it would be my turn to enter.
The attendees stood up as my father and I appeared at the doorway and I felt myself flush; the cathedral was packed with people I did not know. These were obviously people invited when Eliana would have married Sebastian, people of noble blood and prominent in high society.
“Don’t trip, Elena. Don’t trip.”
I repeat over and over in my head, willing my self-confidence to come forward as we stride down the aisle. Keeping my head forward and feeling thankful for the veil covering my face, I see Sebastian waiting for me at the altar and my heart beats faster.
Why did this man have to look so dashing in a classic charcoal grey three-piece Armani suit?
His mouth was a thin
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