Alaric's POV “My name is Cassandra and not ‘Miss Bride-to-Be,’” she said, downing the rest of the mai tai in one brave gulp. I fought to keep a laugh from escaping. Who was this brave little Miss bride to be? She slammed the glass on the counter, then shot me a provocative smile, as if finishing once the glass was a great achievement. "Who is the scared chicken now?" She retorted, keeping up the facade, she was brave and badass, trying to hide the fact that she trembled slightly, and her eyes were lost, almost looking broken. It wasn't a big deal, but a huge improvement. It wasn't my style to intervene in others' lives, but not every night you run into a bride-to-be looking completely lost like the sash and crown didn't mean anything on a random Friday night. She probably has a bachelorette party somewhere close by, and it would have been better to let her go back to her friend, but she wasn't the only one who needed company today. Once again, I w
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