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Chapter 103: The Celebration

Author: Lucy Ann Ols
last update publish date: 2026-11-03 12:00:29

"Tiff! If the florist doesn't swap these white hydrangeas for the deep-toned rust and terracotta variants right now, I am personally going to throw them off the edge of this glorious glass roof!" Leo shouted over the ambient chaos of the bridal suite, waving a clipboard like a general marching into battle.

Tiffany emerged from the changing room, the rustling layers of her custom-designed gown silencing the entire suite instantly. The dress was an architectural marvel&mdas

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