*ALANA* I had memorized exhaustive details about the man standing at the altar. The details Valentina had provided yet it felt as if I didn’t know him at all. Linda had said he was probably pot-bellied and ugly but the man at the alter stood tall and proud. And even from behind my veil, I was struggling to believe he was the old man Patricia had talked about.There was nothing old about him. As I got closer to the altar, from the side of my eye, I saw Julia sitting on the front row, Eugene was beside her.I smiled.Perfect. Because of the veil, she didn’t recognize me yet.But don’t worry Julia, you’re going to recognize me when your father takes off my veil. Standing side by side with Manuel Buford, I stole a glance at him. He cut an imposing figure in his black tux. He was tall, a big man, broad shouldered and he held himself with a stiff proud posture. He was carelessly handsome. Our gazes clashed with a direct hit. His eyes were a striking,
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